I think everyone has points in their lives where everything sort of just begins to pile up and before you know it, you're buried beneath a heap of never ending responsibilities. Sometimes it gets to a point where you begin to wonder if you should even bother digging as the hopes of making any true progress seems so far in the distance.
I guess I reached my limit about two weeks ago. Or perhaps three. My sense of time has begun to fade and it's been rather unsettling.
Oh what I would give to be able to sleep in just one day.