I don't really remember getting hit hard by daylight saving's time before. This year, however, it is really hitting hard. I even tried to sleep as much as possible this weekend to make up for the world taking an hour of my life away from me. It didn't help. I am completely exhausted!
On the plus side, I've stumbled onto something. When I am completely exhausted, I can write. I don't mean I can necessarily write well, but I can get words out at least. It feels like I have completely stopped caring about how I sound or what the content is. When I'm this tired, I can somehow ignore all of my insecurities because I have just stopped caring about them. Now, the question to ask is: is what I've written any good? Ok, well maybe the second question is: can anyone understand what I was saying? I may be an unconsciously fantastic writer who doesn't make a lick of sense. Or maybe I am a completely boring writer who makes a lot of sense, who knows?
It's time fo rme to go to class now, so I'll end this here. I just hope I can make it to and from class without falling asleep tonight. Woo!