Since I've gotten back from Italy, I've been going to sleep around eight o'clock (sometimes earlier) every night, without fail. I don't do it on purpose. I just pass out, often while I'm watching a movie or doing homework. I can't tell you how many times I've fallen asleep with my laptop on my chest in the past three weeks.
I've always loved sleeping. Lately, though, it has become something I hate. It's the feeling I get when I wake up ten minutes before I have to leave for school. I realize that I didn't finish my five English assignments I had to make up from when I was out of the country and I didn't call my girlfriend like I promised I would. I get sick about it.
I promised Marissa and Tia I would hang out with them one night. I fell asleep watching SNL on Tivo. They thought I got in a car accident.
I saw a play at my school last night that a lot of my friends were in. I fell asleep on and off in the last twenty minutes, particularly during two pivotal monologues given by two very close friends of mine. I really loved the play, but I have apparently turned into a narcoleptic.
I'm an asshole. I'm sorry.
(Usually I would end a post like this with a witty, ironic comment like "I'm gonna take a nap now." However, that is the LAST thing I want to do at the moment...and I'm not tired now anyway. How's that for fucking irony?)
2 comments:
dearest,
I love you and hope you feel better.
To make it up to your lady friend you should do something unexspected and sweet for her.
Be well.
Love stephy
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