Sleep

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Two days of sleep and little option in the matter. I would still be sleeping if I had not done something about it. I have enough something to get me through school, if barely, and then it will be time to move along. I am not sure where I will go, only sure that I will be leaving this area. College is done, of course. Even with something to help, for some reason, it is not enough anymore even by itself. As much as I like the material and even though I can do the material, being this tired makes it a nightmare. If I cannot get out of my contract at the beginning of the year, I might have to just stay here until August. That will make a move easier though. Then again, I ought to start packing now. A few boxes a day, while sorting out what to throw away and then doing so, will make the task much simpler whenever the time arrives.

I will probably start looking at Colorado and Utah. With as liberal as Colorado is becoming, that is probably out. Wyoming might be a thought, even Montana, if rather unlikely for several reasons. Yes, probably Utah, somewhere in the foothills or mountains. The difficulty of mountain living has not escaped notice, yet there are many reasons to live such a life, especially the way politics has gone. But a winter move might not be the best plan either. Then again, I almost bet I could talk someone into putting me up for the winter for a fraction of what I am paying here, if I can get out of my lease (probable, as I may have an idea of someone, a good renter and worker, who is more than interested in my apartment, it will more be about whether the landlord would be willing to make the exchange).

Still, I have several months of grueling school to go. I am almost half way through the term. Though I am, mostly, keeping up, it is tight. I missed classes yesterday, and our usual Friday quiz and homework turn-in. We get to drop a few of each grade of homework and quizzes, but I would rather do the work and then get to choose a poor grade rather than a missed grade to drop. It just makes sense. Why I could not get going… it is frustrating. Oh, the nag decided not to make a trip of it this Sunday, which ends up being a good thing. I was not sure I would be able to make it and I now really need the time to study. It sounds as if she is having some kind of medical situation, one I personally understand.

I need to grab some food somewhere, continue the laundry, study, and try to clean the place up. Though this something does help, it is not like it used to be. It does allow me to rise to near the surface, and stay awake a bit longer and better, but I cannot quite break through to real life with it, and not when taken with the rest of the somethings. I will do what I can, I guess. Ciao, and on to chow.