Tick tick tick…

Hrm, dug this one out of the drafts… I think it’s a few months old though: 

It seems like the more sleep I get, the more tired I become. I managed to change my sleeping schedule in order to wake up earlier. However, I still need to tighten it so I only have a “scheduled” six hours or so. It’s not like I’ve ever slept very well regardless since my internal clock doesn’t match the clock of the real world anyhow.

Time is like the silent assassin. Ever waiting, and ever watchful. Always present. In the back of my head, I can hear it counting down. Time is not always an enemy though. It can be a friend too. I guess it just depends on how one wants to perceive things. I feel my own clock is winding down though. I am not sure whether I need more rest or whether I need to just push through even harder to get where I need to go.

I think I’m looking forward to having a place of my own. I think the freedom will do me some good. There shouldn’t be any need to hold back in my own home. Maybe that’s why work is so… stifling.

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