There is a voice inside my head: a conscience, a guide, an internal compass. It tells me to put my phone on silent. It tells me to delete my social apps. Go outside. Run. Write something new. I can’t sleep right because I should have been reading. I don’t need sticter rules I need better self discipline. Alcohol curbs progress but sometimes makes it easier to sleep when the voice is softer. I don’t wanna silence it anymore. It’s time to listen and follow through.