tired.

Do you notice how busy people are?

No, do you notice how "busy people" are?

Do you ever take a pause and glance about the room, or across the street? People are always doing things and going places. Talking about stuff. Buying, selling, moving, wearing, eating, building, creating, working, playing.

Then comes sleep.

Or not.

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I know people who work much harder than I do. They get up earlier, they don't get as sidetracked. They do a good job. Not that I don't succeed, but I really have no excuse for being tired. Here I am at 1:24AM writing on this dinky little blog, when I could get some much needed sleep to prepare me for the next day. Why do I do this? I don't know.

Perhaps I'm an addict to a drug they call, "night-owl". Maybe it's just a procrastination issue.

It's probably both.

I guess I just want to squeeze out as much of the day as possible. Us humans are always longing for more time for some reason. No, I take that back. There are somethings I wish would "hurry up" in coming.

But patience is a virtue.

I just want to melt into something. A couch or a great heap of blankets. I wish I could just roll on the grass and jump into something. Something. Some kind of puffy, warm... thing. Somewhere I could melt. And not care.

This blog makes no sense. I'm going to bed.

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