EXHAUSTED

I am tired. As all get out. Annnnd it's because I'm sick. For my thermometer tells me so. Last time I was sick, THE women, the lady, the wonderful lady, brought me sick snacks like thera flu and stuff. I still have them. And the sweatshirt she so lovingly gave me.

Today I left the office early because I was so exhausted. I came home and slept for an hour, an hour in which my father called me and I barely remembered the conversation. I had to call him back after I woke up and attempt to figure out exactly what I had said. Mmmmm ha ha ha. My sleep lately screws me up. I get extremely out of it and when I dream, they're either the perfect ones I want that leave me missing her ten times more when I wake up, or they're the ones that break my heart and make me miss her too. Either way, I wake up the same way.

My eyes feel like they're ten pounds. I'm unnecessarily complaining right now, and I apologize for that. Tonight when I go to sleep, same as usual, it will be with the feeling of my head on her chest and her arms around me. It's the only thing that coaxes my brain into letting me sleep. I'm so incredibly lucky and I remember that every day. Ooooh five more months, not four, but god, that's not so long! Before it would have been like nine months or something! Not long, no no. I may run off on tangents but that's just because I have so many things running through my head at once.

I'm going to go have cereal. I just polished off some cake and stared down my Jimmy J's that I think went bad, now I'm on to the cereal front. Mmm. Berry Collosal (spelling much?) Crunch. That is the ten pounds festering on my hips. Here's to another ten and finishing off the bag!