Sleep doesn’t come easy when your brain sounds like a schizophrenic juke box with OCD on fast forward. Physical pain added to the mix makes one livid at 3:00am when the worlds most annoying alarm clock goes off at 6:00am. Even my usual pain/sleep cocktail provided no relief…until I found myself waking up to above mentioned alarm clock. Shit. A Monday on about 3 hours of sleep, while still coming out of a downcycle.
Routine routine routine.
Put one foot in front of the other and press on. With coffee. Lots of coffee. I shall blend in just fine today.