5:30 PM and I'm...zzzz...
I stayed up too late last night, to the point of the TV being pure infomercials. One seduced me.
When I turned off the light and curled up under my blankets, my brain refused to shut up. I kept thinking of how insane my workout DVDs (freshly ordered) will be, how the Harry Potter series (I'm re-reading them, and am on book 7) are beautiful and heart-breaking, how I had to get up in six, five and a half, five hours, how a large chunk of my graduate school applications are due by January 1st (my top school's application is due the 31st--two days! Two days!), and how the GRE is going to kick my ass.
I don't think I actually slept. I dozed, sure, had twitchy dreams and a grey fuzz over my eyes, but my alarm went off and I wanted to cry. It was my early work-day today. And I had a full day, with clients wanting a plethora of things. One wanted the hour spent on her neck and jaw. Zzz. I did take a name for about 15 minutes when I was on my break. Then I was off work, I got lunch and cider, and came to Starbucks.
I'm falling asleep. My applications are very far from being done. The kids behind me remind me that I don't want kids, that I don't like kids, and that kids are really annoying.
Tomorrow I'm getting up even earlier so I can take the GRE. I'm very glad that not many of my applications want it; I have a feeling the math section is going to shove me in a blender and drink me for lunch.
Would it be inappropriate if I took a nap here in this church-carpet-orange chair?
When I turned off the light and curled up under my blankets, my brain refused to shut up. I kept thinking of how insane my workout DVDs (freshly ordered) will be, how the Harry Potter series (I'm re-reading them, and am on book 7) are beautiful and heart-breaking, how I had to get up in six, five and a half, five hours, how a large chunk of my graduate school applications are due by January 1st (my top school's application is due the 31st--two days! Two days!), and how the GRE is going to kick my ass.
I don't think I actually slept. I dozed, sure, had twitchy dreams and a grey fuzz over my eyes, but my alarm went off and I wanted to cry. It was my early work-day today. And I had a full day, with clients wanting a plethora of things. One wanted the hour spent on her neck and jaw. Zzz. I did take a name for about 15 minutes when I was on my break. Then I was off work, I got lunch and cider, and came to Starbucks.
I'm falling asleep. My applications are very far from being done. The kids behind me remind me that I don't want kids, that I don't like kids, and that kids are really annoying.
Tomorrow I'm getting up even earlier so I can take the GRE. I'm very glad that not many of my applications want it; I have a feeling the math section is going to shove me in a blender and drink me for lunch.
Would it be inappropriate if I took a nap here in this church-carpet-orange chair?
posted by Darcy at 5:40 PM
1 Comments:
Haha Darcy! I have SO been where you are. YOu're such a great writer, Darcy--the little turns and details in these paragraphs, they are fun and keep me going. Just do your best, stay confident in all your dang talent and passion, and keep on working at it, doing what's required (aka: GRE, two-day-due-app) and then let the rest come. Trust the thrust of your life and you will be supported. :) A friend told me that, and I repeat it often. Good luck my friend!
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