out for a few minutes,
in for a few hours.
out for a few hours,
in for awhile.
I haven’t been able to shake off the sleep that wrapped itself so tightly around me this morning that I felt my eyelids crash closed while I was making coffee this morning. And so, back to bed I went. I’ve been fighting off a migraine for the majority of the day and cold sweats from The Yuck. I have approximately a week left before a break for awhile and I know I can pull through. It’s motivating myself on days like this though that’s hard. Last night, I dreamed an awful nightmare and woke up this morning feeling cranky because it all seemed too real. I think my sour puss mood is partly based off of not being able to get out of the funk that nightmare sunk me into. I know I’m not taking the best care of myself and as a result, I’m more tired and less ready to fight The Yuck when it comes swooping in to challenge me to a dual.
I know I have friends and family that love me though.
That helps.
Things aren’t that bad and I know they could be worse. It’s just the full moon is in its full glory and when hard things are hard, the easy stuff seems difficult too.
I’m going back to bed, pulling the covers over my head and willing my head to stop playing a symphony of banging and crashing and howling and screeching.
This too shall pass.
