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I have had something to eat, warmed the house, and all. But between the dark, cold, and damp nature of things, staying awake is very difficult.
Will try to make it to between noon and 13:00, before crashing. Oh, I have some roast left. I have been eating just thinner slices of it. So it has lasted. Just one last bit, though, and I think I'll have that for lunch.
Strange daydreams. Speaking to people I knew, though when I was younger. Only, in the dream, one of us is older, the other is still young. It changes. Just odd little daydreams.
There were women I liked, and girls. Pals, a few of them. Older men I thought were cool, but men don't really speak with kids much. Then again, kids like what and who they like, for a while. Fickle. And odd. Kids are strange, and annoying. Then again? That is what I realized as a child. Being an adult doesn't change things all that much. Perhaps not AS fickle? Perhaps.
Lunch and then a nap. I don't have much of a choice. Crashing. Nothing to be done about it. Though, hungry enough to do something about that before the crash hits. Later.
"Crashing. Nothing to be done about it."
ReplyDeleteOver the last year or so I've noticed myself crashing either Sunday or Monday night.
All I know is it is happening more often. I don't even mind, as long as I don't feel the need to be doing some things. Though, to a degree, I always feel the need. I'm always behind on chores and tasks and housekeeping.
ReplyDeleteThough, sometimes, the push is much more serious... for real or imagined or realized causes? I have gotten used to it though, and have learned to just roll into it.
I want to get trash and recycling out, mostly the boxes. But... I couldn't last night. Am hoping to get it out today or this evening. But... maybe I won't be able to do that? Napping shortly, in either case. Nothing to be done for it. Even the heat up, the furnace warming the place, it just doesn't seem to matter, help. Bleh.