I slog through a week of brutal work, abuse from my boss, and collapse into a heap on the couch. Aside from the pain it barely registers.
It’s October, and I tend to try to block that out since it’s the month I lost my mom—and since I had to carry family members through it I admit that I didn’t really process it until late. Now it’s also the anniversary of losing my apartment.
The schedule I put myself on is…well I’m having a hard time following it. I’ve been too tired.
What I need is a solid week of sleep and good food.
Akephalon's Muse 