"we are motionless"

Sleepless Nights

So I've been pondering over this post for..hm...a month now? Well, perhaps not that long but an exaggeration always gets the point across ne? So I've been thinking about posting this for awhile now because, quite frankly, I always fear of appearing too weak and whiny. And really, that fear hasn't disappeared but I figured at least I could present it in a more optimistic I-want-to-share-my-life-with-you-guys way versus the typical ranting I-hate-the-world-woe-is-me kind of way...that's a little better...right?

Back on point, what I wanted to say for weeks now was one thing:

I'm freaking tired.

Not like tired of life or the world, but physically exhausted. I haven't slept properly for...well, not sure how long now. All I know is I haven't gotten sufficient sleep for quite awhile now. When I mean sufficient I don't simply mean your typical seven or eight hours a day, but seven or eight hours of actualy sleep where your body restores it's energy. If you just mean seven hours of sleep as in lying on your bed with your eyes closed whildst tossing and turning all night long, waking up every half and hour then sure, I get enough sleep.

It's really not a bad thing. It's simply been a very busy past few weeks and I can't say I have anything to complain about. Actually, the reason why I'm posting this is because I think my body is finally reaching it's limit. I woke up this morning (like five times) before I could drag myself out of bed. And even now, at noon, my body feels like it could easily slip into never ending sleep if I put down the coffee cup I'm holding, just for one second. I think I just need one night. Just one night of bliss. And that night. Might be tonight. After my final tonight I will be free to sleep and then tomorrow will begin my new week of super fun sexy time. ;)

Really, I think the reason I'm so drained now is that not only am I physically tired but I am mentally tired as well. But that's partially my fault. It's probably because I did so much catching up with people last night. First Kristina over a classic cup of coffee, then Michelle on the long ride to Kaju, then Linda during my sad attempt to study and finally sacrificing sleep for both Linda and Gordon. It's not a bad thing. It's awesome, actually. I absolutely love one on one sessions with my friends and family. Don't get me wrong, hanging out in groups is always fun and exciting but it's those personal sessions that allow you to bond and really get to know one another. It was draining but I loved it. And really, I have a feeling my trip to Colorado will be filled with nights like these. Patti, Austin, Dad, Annie, Jennie, Alex, Shannon, Rosa, Cassie, Darcie...and boy does the list go on. I must say despite the lack of energy, I'm still feeling rather excited. I miss everyone. I do. And I would give up sleep for any of you, any day.

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13 August 2009 9:26:00 AM





"this time is ours"
"Here's what I think, Mr. Wind-Up Bird," said May Kasahara. "Everybody's born with some different thing at the core of their existence. And that thing, whatever it is, becomes like a heat source that runs each person from the inside. I have one too, of course. Like everybody else. But sometimes it gets out of hand. It swells or shrinks inside me, and it shakes me up. What I'd really like to do is find a way to communicate that feeling to another person. But I can't seem to do it. They just don't get it. Of course, the problem could be that I'm not explaining it very well, but I think it's because they're not listening very well. They pretend to be listening, but they're not, really. So I get worked up sometimes, and I do some crazy things."



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