Yeah. That day was today for me. Fitting that it came on my first day on the most important promotion I've ever gotten.
It's funny to look back on those days at the end of them--how drowsy you were without taking any medication. How simple tasks become oh-so-arduous.
And how sentences become near-impossible to read.
I chose my lunch break today to start reading a book for my book for class.
The italics are my drowsy thoughts getting the best of me.
Ahem . . .
"Big Fish. I liked the movie a lot, looking forward to reading the book.
"Chapter 1. . . On one of our last car trips--holy crap that chicken sandwich was good. Really wish we had a Jack's in Jacsksonville--near the end of my father's life as a man, we -- I mean, Jacksonville has 'Jacks' right in the name of it. Wtf I think Ohatchee even has a Jacks -- stopped by a river, and we took a walk to its banks, where we sat in the shade of an old -- Ohatchee for cripe's sake. Ohatchee always reminds me of that old Mr. Chandler standby CSI Ohatchee joke. . . heh -- On one of our last car trips near the end of my father's life as a man... WELL CRAP. Lost my train of thought and started over. Man that chicken sandwich was good."
Now I'm not a terrible reader. I don't claim to have the longest attention span in the world, but I don't usually have this much of a problem reading.
That's just how it is when you try to do so much in one day, then you're sick on top of it.
It's frustrating when, as a self-reliant student with a job (two in my case) and thus no insurance, you get sick. Studying, working, reading -- it all becomes even tougher.
This is the time of year when classes get their toughest. It's also the time of year when you're more likely to get sick.
Funny how things work out that way.
Just gotta keep trudging along. That diploma isn't given to you, after all.
