I'm a bit worried that we have, when together, begun to emit some kind of caffinated pheromone and never will we sleep again.
I couldn't sleep by myself either though, so I don't think it's that.
My back and the rest of my body tend to escape most womanly, monthly annoyances but this month my lower back seems to be trying to make up for all the years of absent pain.
Which of course means my bed is useless and the floor isn't much better and I find myself craving a firm mattress far away.
I think I feel like I got more done today because of how little sleep I received last night. I had one interview, made appointments for 2 others later in the week, drove around to see some apartments, scheduled out my week. . .
Tomorrow is full as well and I am hoping that Thursday will bring some closure or at the very least give me a firm idea of what I am starting with.
I am looking forward to seeing my family and I am expecting some wacky museum fun with nesto if at all possible.
That being said, the DC area makes me a bit nervous and this whole country makes me more than a bit upset.
I am not the majority, I really realized that the other day.
I'm politically depressed; I feel like I can't do anything so I don't; not really.
I don't know what to expect from this imminent violence.
I am making myself neurotic enough as it is and maybe that is why I just accept my complete lack of understanding.
I mean, there is no way I really could know.
I should be asleep.
I wish I was.