Well my last post ended with me looking forward to a great Sunday this past weekend.
What happened?
Sunday morning, 5:30am I wake in my bedroom, barely lit by the creeping morning sun, and was immediately sick. What a stinker. 5:30am turned into 7am, then 9am, then noon, and before I knew it, it was 3:00pm, a bright sun blinding my vision, teasing me to go outside and enjoy a wonderful day. I just could not do it, however.
I drifted in and out of sleep the rest of the day, occasionally getting enough energy to sit up and realize how much of my day was passing me by. Next thing I knew, it was Monday: back to work. It is quite surreal to lose more than half of my weekend by barely blinking an eye, but that's what happened, and it sucks.
I can't wait to get my week back. Oh look, a three-day weekend coming up. Badass.
B3 out.
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