Day eight in a week of non-stop working, and I put in an eleven hour day. I woke up early, decided there wasn’t enough time to get any decent sleep before the alarm sounded, so I showed up at work at 5:45.
Why not? The plan is to work as many hours as I can to keep myself distracted, and since that isn’t going well, I clearly need to up my dose of work.
My brain is so tired that not only am I thinking about her all the time, but I also don’t know how to command my brain to shut off those thoughts.
On the bright side, it didn’t even feel like a Monday. That made me realize that one good thing about working the weekend is that it renders Monday powerless.
And they say I’ve lost it because I’m so tired!
I’m sure I’d have much more to tell you if my brain were functioning at its normal capacity, but I just hear a lot of whistling coming from inside my skull right now.
All I want to do is make some dinner, watch last night’s Fear The Walking Dead, and fall asleep on the couch.
Were I to push myself beyond that, I’d probably get hurt. I’m klutzy enough as it is when I’m wide awake.
Yes, there is a screenplay that needs to be finished, but tonight is not the night for that. It’s going to take everything I’ve got left in the tank to figure out how to warm up my dinner in the microwave.
A good night’s sleep is all I need. I have no intention of reporting for duty at 5:45 again tomorrow morning. That was a crazy experiment that should never be repeated.
I just remembered that I stopped at the library on the way home tonight. Wow. That had completely slipped my mind. Yeah, I’m losing it.
It looks like rain. The wind is really picking up. Maybe I will just sleep on the porch tonight. How cool would that be? I’m sleeping in the rain, just sleeping in the rain…
I will spare you anymore of my ridiculous ramblings and bid you a goodnight.
It’s crazy how much my life has changed simply because one person has vanished from it. When your life revolves around that person, it’s hard to function when the sun is suddenly removed from your galaxy.
I’m just orbiting exhaustion now, Modern Philosophers.
Follow me on Pinterest if you want. I’m too tired to even notice right now…