Two weeks ago, I read the biography of Lev Tolstoy, a peculiar life. I tried to keep track of time, but it was intermittent. Maybe it's because a large part of my work involves dealing with emergencies, always being disrupted by sudden events, and then time flies by, and before I know it, one or two hours have passed. And because of shift work, my schedule is chaotic and my sleep quality is poor. With poor rest, I always feel tired, and I haven't exercised for two days.
Now I'm continuing to keep track, and I don't know how Lev Tolstoy managed to take notes without a cellphone in that era. I can't even do it with a cellphone.
I really don't like my current job, shift work is very exhausting. Although I have a lot of time at home, I don't feel like studying after a night shift. If I sleep until the evening directly, I won't be able to fall asleep again, and I won't be able to sleep the night before the next day shift either. It's a vicious cycle. Instead of how to adjust my schedule, I should probably consider changing jobs. But that also requires courage. After working for two years, I feel like I don't know what else I can do, I have no skills. I'm confused and in pain, trying to read books, hoping to find answers from them, even if there are no answers, some inspiration would be good. Maybe there is no magic solution in this world, and I don't know how to make changes.
The tentative direction is to learn English and programming. My English learning is intermittent, and my level is still very poor. It's difficult for me to read English books or articles. I also don't know why I'm learning programming. I started with Python, and at first it was relatively easy, but when I encountered difficult problems, I wanted to give up. I'll continue to try, I don't want to give up yet.