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Half-smoked tobacco has such a distinct smell, unique from second-hand smoke or leftover ashtrays or clothes from a bar. This morning I was less than halfway done when the bus came, so I put it out and saved it in my coat pocket.
I mailed off my second packet and now I can catch my breath a little but still want to maintain the momentum, since there's more to do, there's always more to do. Last night I was absolutely spent and I wanted to curl up and have my head rubbed. I went to bed early but had a hard time falling fully asleep -- my body succumbed quickly but my brain kept going so I had sleep paralysis for a long time, even as the lights went out and others joined me in bed. I couldn't move but I couldn't sleep. Then I went under hard. This morning I woke up feeling the opposite: my brain was foggy and my body wouldn't let me drift all the way back to sleep so I decided against calling in sick to work.
After two days of work and accomplishment, I simultaneously want to hibernate and break free. I'm looking forward to numerous social gatherings this weekend in addition to my day off on Monday. But I could also use some time in the cave to recuperate.
It's zero degrees and dark outside. And in an even crueler twist of fate, all morning I've had Heart's "Almost Paradise" stuck on repeat in my head.
I mailed off my second packet and now I can catch my breath a little but still want to maintain the momentum, since there's more to do, there's always more to do. Last night I was absolutely spent and I wanted to curl up and have my head rubbed. I went to bed early but had a hard time falling fully asleep -- my body succumbed quickly but my brain kept going so I had sleep paralysis for a long time, even as the lights went out and others joined me in bed. I couldn't move but I couldn't sleep. Then I went under hard. This morning I woke up feeling the opposite: my brain was foggy and my body wouldn't let me drift all the way back to sleep so I decided against calling in sick to work.
After two days of work and accomplishment, I simultaneously want to hibernate and break free. I'm looking forward to numerous social gatherings this weekend in addition to my day off on Monday. But I could also use some time in the cave to recuperate.
It's zero degrees and dark outside. And in an even crueler twist of fate, all morning I've had Heart's "Almost Paradise" stuck on repeat in my head.