There are days that go by easily. You aren't rushed, there's not a whole lot expected of you, you're feeling good, maybe even the weather is on your side. You get home at a reasonable time and get to hang with your roommates or your family, or your dog, or your fish or whoever you see at home. Or maybe you get some alone time. Go to bed early, even.
Then there are your average days, that are just so, so average. It's whatever.
Then there are days that take forever. It's funny, because maybe your long day started when you woke up late. It's raining, or it's cloudy, or maybe it's sunny but that isn't really helping today. It's one of those days when your coffee gets spilt, hopefully not on your clothes or in your car. You ran out of smokes halfway through the work day, and had to bum the shitty kind from your coworker. More issues than usual arose at work. Your personal life is boiling over with bullshit, and today you really can't handle it. By 2 pm, you are physically and emotionally drained. Don't bring up your brain, it's probably not even working today. You get home late; you've had way too much shit to deal with today. And by the time you get home, you're too tired to cook dinner, or even call for a pizza. You barely have the willpower to take your contact lenses out before passing out on your bed with your clothes still on. Let's hope you remembered to turn your alarm on for tomorrow.
Today was a day that was somewhere in between average and long. I can't say anything bad happened, though my mare was feeling a bit lethargic from eating too much grass and the sun being too hot on her all day. Too much was expected of me at work, as usual. No tips (no surprise). My energy level was very low. I suppose it doesn't help that my body is really out of whack lately. My emotions are everywhere and my brain can't help it, and my ritalin isn't helping much anymore. No, I'm not going to just up the dose.
And now I'm home, too tired to make tea, even though my body and soul would really benefit from a cup of dandelion root tea tonight. It's past 10 now, and I need to sleep. My desires are to stay up, get more writing done as well as a little reading, and I really need a shower. There's far too much dirt on my body from the barn tonight. My stronger desire is to get up at the first light in the morning, which will be 5:19, and if I'm to wake up at that time I really seriously need to get my ass to sleep within the next 30 minutes. There's always tomorrow for me to stay up and write and read and have dandelion root tea. So tonight, I will have to compromise and only write this post, take a quick shower, and definitely remember to set my alarm for the first light tomorrow.
Then there are your average days, that are just so, so average. It's whatever.
Then there are days that take forever. It's funny, because maybe your long day started when you woke up late. It's raining, or it's cloudy, or maybe it's sunny but that isn't really helping today. It's one of those days when your coffee gets spilt, hopefully not on your clothes or in your car. You ran out of smokes halfway through the work day, and had to bum the shitty kind from your coworker. More issues than usual arose at work. Your personal life is boiling over with bullshit, and today you really can't handle it. By 2 pm, you are physically and emotionally drained. Don't bring up your brain, it's probably not even working today. You get home late; you've had way too much shit to deal with today. And by the time you get home, you're too tired to cook dinner, or even call for a pizza. You barely have the willpower to take your contact lenses out before passing out on your bed with your clothes still on. Let's hope you remembered to turn your alarm on for tomorrow.
Today was a day that was somewhere in between average and long. I can't say anything bad happened, though my mare was feeling a bit lethargic from eating too much grass and the sun being too hot on her all day. Too much was expected of me at work, as usual. No tips (no surprise). My energy level was very low. I suppose it doesn't help that my body is really out of whack lately. My emotions are everywhere and my brain can't help it, and my ritalin isn't helping much anymore. No, I'm not going to just up the dose.
And now I'm home, too tired to make tea, even though my body and soul would really benefit from a cup of dandelion root tea tonight. It's past 10 now, and I need to sleep. My desires are to stay up, get more writing done as well as a little reading, and I really need a shower. There's far too much dirt on my body from the barn tonight. My stronger desire is to get up at the first light in the morning, which will be 5:19, and if I'm to wake up at that time I really seriously need to get my ass to sleep within the next 30 minutes. There's always tomorrow for me to stay up and write and read and have dandelion root tea. So tonight, I will have to compromise and only write this post, take a quick shower, and definitely remember to set my alarm for the first light tomorrow.
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