My first sentence every month is "I've been having trouble sleeping again recently." I'm also troubled by the problem of not getting enough sleep.
Work#
Work is as boring as ever, every day feels like counting sheep in a pasture.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.
Nine, ten, eleven, they all run into the woods and disappear.
Life#
Lately, I've been immersed in online dramas, feeling quite enjoyable.