06 September 2006

Greener Grass

I've been wishing lately for bouts of insomnia, so that I might have a better chance of completing all of the tasks and meet all of the deadlines that loom over my head. I wish I could spring out of bed at 3am and pay the damn bills already, upload photos so the grandparents will get off my damn back about it, read the mounting stack of information I need to know for my job, go on a maniacal cleaning spree. Because seriously, insomnia (and I should clarify: productive insomnia-- I'm not about to lie there and stare at the ceiling, nossir) is the only way any of this shit is going to get done.

But alas, my head hits the pillow at 10pm every night, and I sleep the sleep of the dead.

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