I'm not convinced I woke up this morning. At least not totally. Today has been one of the biggest blurs I've experienced in a long time. Last night I could not fall asleep to save my life. I stayed up a little later than usual to watch crap tv. I turned the light out and my mind just ran and ran and ran and no matter what I did, I couldn't fall asleep. When the alarm went off this morning, it was about four hours after I'd finally nodded off. I then learned that I'm not 25 anymore. I can't function on four hours of sleep like I did when I was younger. It took everything in my to focus on work today. At lunch and again at my 2:30 break, I managed to fall asleep. At my desk. Granted, it was only for about five minutes each time, but I FELL ASLEEP AT WORK. Not good. Not good at all.
To keep things surreal, the phone at my desk rang this morning. Expecting to hear Ken's voice at the other end, I was quite surprised to find this man calling. All the way from France. Just to say "hi." Go over to his blog and you can hear him say "hi" to you, too, in the video he just posted for his 1,000th post.
Oh, and did I mention my issue with the bus this morning? I'm standing at the bus stop, normal normal, and the bus comes and decides not to slow down and stop for me. As it's approaching me at full speed, I wave my arm out, more in a "what the fuck" kind of way than to flag him down because he's going too fast to stop. He then decides to stop, but now I've got to haul ass up the street to get on. If it's not bad enough it was snowing at 6am, if it's not bad enough that the wind was howling at 6am, does the bus have to ignore me? I think it was a sign telling me that going in that early this morning was a big mistake.
Tonight's big plans include posting this, watching a little bit of trash tv and then sleep. Not that I'll need one, but I might pop a pill to help me sleep, too. I just know that sometimes when I'm this over tired, I'll lay in bed and curse the world because I can't fall asleep.