"My God, what have I done?"
Urgh. Last night was supposed to be productive, and I was supposed* to get up early and go in to work today. Instead I couldn't get to bed until 7 am, and had trouble getting to sleep. I've been sleeping fine all vacation, but time to go back to work and wham - insomnia. Gee, I wonder why?
I also wonder (seriously, and I've wondered this for years) what it means about me that I identify so fiercely with "Once in a Lifetime." I'm not sure it's something positive. Time isn't holding us, time isn't after us...
*(and by "supposed" I mean that was my plan - my boss doesn't expect me until tomorrow, so no harm done there)
I also wonder (seriously, and I've wondered this for years) what it means about me that I identify so fiercely with "Once in a Lifetime." I'm not sure it's something positive. Time isn't holding us, time isn't after us...
*(and by "supposed" I mean that was my plan - my boss doesn't expect me until tomorrow, so no harm done there)
