Life is slowly improving. Sleep has been... weird. Sporadic but deep, which is unusual for me. Not terrible by my standards though. New job is starting to stabilize. It's more work than I'm used to, but not as overwhelming or as long hours as I was afraid of. Drinking is slightly up and I'm not sure why... but for me that's not a high bar, and I'm not worried YET.
Been going shooting a lot lately. Like, 2-3 times a week. I can afford to do that now, but that's not even the reason. My dad died a couple years ago, and he was big into guns. I always felt bad about going shooting without him, but he rarely had the time. And when he was there it was kind of intimidating. He wasn't doing it on purpose, it was just one of those things. So despite having owned guns half my life, I kinda suck at shooting. I still do, but sucking at something is the first step toward being sort of good at something, and I am now making a concentrated effort to git gud.