Last night I struggled to fall asleep. It was after midnight and I knew that my clock was going to go off at 0500. My brain was doing the “if you fall asleep right now you’ll get (blank) hours of sleep” deal that all brains do to stay awake and torture your body.
I wasn’t thinking of anything, I have no problems in my life (other than sharks and spiders) and Lola was happily cuddled up, peacefully snoring. Everything was as it should be.
Yet I couldn’t fall asleep.
Fast forward four hours and my alarm goes off. I fell out of bed due to a completely numb arm from my shoulder to my fingertips. Then I stumbled to the bathroom and flipped on the light.
There’s a spider in the middle of the floor.
I killed him without shrieking, proving how very tired I was.
I took a shower and got dressed for work. Halfway to my living room I realized I hadn’t even gotten my hair wet, let alone washed it.
This day is going to be like entering the Thunderdome.
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