I had an extremely hectic day, and the worst part is that it's January 13th, 2.05, and I haven't slept, and I don't even look forward to it. I have tons of office work to do tomorrow morning, so it's my way of being a rebel and living tonight like this is it, this is my weekend. I crave chicken soup, but my eyes are sleepy from all the medications I took for anxiety, my tonsil pain, and what not. Why is the brain so stubborn? The body gave up long ago.
Okay, now I'll push myself to sleep. Let's see how that goes.
