Slaver

I'm having trouble sleeping lately. I feel like I can't get enough done to fall asleep on time. Hell, it's even late right now as I type up this essay.

My bed for some reason isn't comfy on odd nights, or maybe I feel like I should start a new project. I feel like I don't do enough for myself.

The college life is what I miss. Being able to call your shots, and make-up work on your own schedule is incredibly convenient, but not a luxury one is afforded in business.

It's nights like this that make me wish I would have gone to grad school instead of trying to start my life early. I probably would have slept better on an old oversize twin in a dorm somewhere, knowing i could call a snow day of my own to relax and get back my energy.

Maybe it's because I didn't have a weekend. Or maybe I'm subconsciously aware of Valentine's Day. Or maybe I drink too much diet cola.

Maybe.