just. can’t. stay. awake. it’s not like i didn’t get a full eight hours of sleep, either. i think it’s the weather. two weeks ago, i rushed home to have a cold shower in order to feel normal. last night, i rushed home to have a hot shower to feel normal. hell, i turned the fucking heat on last night. it’s august. i shouldn’t be turning the heat on in august.
if you’re looking for me, i’ll be the girl with tears running down her face from yawning so hard and so often.
hormones?
circulation?
tumor?
Today was lie-in-a-hammock-and-take-a-nap-weather here.