But not for too much longer. I’m putting it all away for the day, going to bed.
After this blog.
Three chapters out of twenty down.
I am a zombie.
My sleep schedule is way messed up, and I’m not sure how to deal with it this time, aside from drugging myself with cough syrup.
But there is always something to be done. Always. I feel like if I sleep, I’m missing something. But I love to sleep.
I miss mornings. Actual mornings where I try to beat the clock to get a McMuffin.
Ok, now I’m hungry.
Chapter 3 word count: 1616
Amount of pages: 6