Time change exhausting

I woke before 5 am new time and I'm already exhausted. I have things to do but I just don't feel capable of anything. We enjoyed the Oscars last night and I stayed awake for most of it. I adore Billie Eilish. I really loved the Barbie film. I loathed Oppenheimer. I fell asleep when it was on. The series Manhattan did a much better job of dealing with all that atomic stuff.

I'm petrified that Emperor 45 will take over the House of White again. I am writing a long poem about climate change with alphabet synaesthesia prompts.

I have deadlines and interesting work to do. Submissions in my inbox. An event to promote. Reviews to finish and to start. Oh and the bathroom needs cleaning. I want my oats and a good long sleep.

Mondays mean my 75 minute video workout. I do this three times a week. And a walk. Yesterday we watched about 45 minutes of a fascinating film https://mubi.com/en/ca/films/de-humani-corporis-fabrica but our gift subscription ran out so we couldn't finish it.

The medical world, the way our bodies exist,.the macabre grotesqueries of existence. It fascinates me.

I'd like to write a long poem about my polyamory. How I love unconditionally and infinitely. How my relationships are not defined by sex but rather by intimacy. It's been almost a year since I had orgasms with anyone other than myself and Charles. It hasn't been a priority.

We are trying to cope. With these new circumstances of a need for frugality. We find joy in the foraging.