Last class of the day.
Can't wait to go home.
Can't wait to leave.
Just realized I can't go home.
I have to go to work.
It seems I can't get home soon enough.
Get to my bed soon enough.
Wish I could
Wish I could
Wish I could.
I feel like I'm at that point
Where I'm about to fall
From not having sleep.
Like when you start nodding off.
I've been doing that a lot.
I really need sleep.
I won't be able to make the
Rest of the week.
But it's Friday.
Well isn't that great.
Tonight I have my dinner date.
Too bad I'll probably be half asleep
Throughout the whole thing.
I can't even write steadily.
Write.
Stop.
Look up.
Stare into space.
Close eyes.
Open eyes.
Look down at paper.
Begin to write again.
Write about how tired I am.
About how I need sleep.
Sleep.
Sleep..
Sleep...
Sleep....
Sleep.....
