Morning thoughts

As I start writing this entry I glance at the clock and see that it's 4:42AM. I'm killing time before I catch the 6:31AM bus to work and still get there just a little too early. I've been out for two days, first for weird stomach issues then the next day because I couldn't catch a wink of sleep. I only have a few months left at this job, though, so I need to make them count.

My body is giving up on me, I think. My hair is rebelling against the crappy shampoo I've been using until I get my next paycheck. It's turned into a bird's nest that refuses to do anything other than frizz up. My skin had dried out so badly from this weird weather and nothing seems to fix it. My sleep, ohhh my sleep... it's broken. A friend who's a professor said he goes through the same kind of break down after the semester ends. He said we don't suddenly go from 125 to 0 very well. That makes a LOT of sense.

Hmm. While my fingers are tapping away on the keyboard I have Emmi next to me purring on the arm of the sofa. Felix is already at work - he'll take his lunch break shortly after I get my first latte of the day. I don't really have much to be worried about. I just need to breathe and let me body calm down. Of course I could be catching the 5:31AM bus to the gym then heading to work but that would be just a tad too proactive for my liking :) Maybe next week.