I decided this morning that for the time being I was going to just enjoy the bliss that is having someone to snuggle with- but as hard as I’m trying, this sickening exhaustion keeps lurking up and getting in the way. I’ve had a stomach ache the last few days and haven’t been sleeping worth a damn. That’s what happens when I stress myself out at work. I can’t keep my eyes open. I feel like I’m going to hurl and I might be slightly delirious. I’ve stared at the same stack of paperwork on my desk all morning and have been unable to make it past the first page. That’s not really good considering year-end is almost here. I’ll be lucky if I make it to wing night with my girlfriend after work.
Is this what it feels like to get old? If it is… I might not make it to 25.
Please God, have mercy!