My body’s clock is off by leaps and bounds. So many things to do not enough time to do it. Was how it started. I was working late like until 5 am late, sleeping if I could in the morning and trying to maintain when I woke up.
My body and mind had opposite ideas as to what was right for me and by last night I was fighting anxiety while crying my eyes out. I feel like a waste, if only just only I could do this one more night, I’d be all caught up. But my body disagreed. So here I am.
Awake, before I’d normally get home and guilty for not being strong enough to carry on. Does it make sense. Why no. But it is what my mind thinks.