This will be short and sweet, my friends. Today I’m tired. For some reason, I didn’t sleep well last night. Maybe it’s because I started going back more often to the gym. My muscles were a bit sore last night, and I felt tense after a work out with weights. Or maybe it’s because I had trouble shutting down my mind, my thoughts constantly trying to rationalize the problems of the day. Either way, I tossed and turned last night, drifting in and out of sleep. Don’t you hate when you look at the clock in the dark and see the time inch by? One am. Two-thirty. Four o’clock. By the time my alarm rang at 7:00, I felt like I had just shut my eyes.
It wasn’t a horrible day, but it was busy and long. I drank enough coffee to float my eyeballs, although it didn’t necessarily recharge me. I guess when you drink it all day long, your body no longer gets a jolt. Oh, and note to self: don’t wear new shoes on a day after no sleep. My feet hate me. By the time my class ended this evening at seven, I just wanted to go home, have a glass of wine, and not think.
It’s been a long day and I’m thankful it’s over.