Excessive

I ruined today, and I feel great regret for that. I didn't do anything on my list of things I wanted to do, I didn't eat lunch because I lost myself in my head, I got a headache, I can't stop worrying about random things.

Writing is the time of day I enjoy the most I think. I sit down and I can kind of exist in a sort of limbo where I float around in my brain and can let go of reality and sit on the living room floor and just... write.

I've worked two 13 hour shifts in a row, Saturday and Sunday, and I'm dying. Not literally dying, but dying none-the-less. My arms feel so heavy, my chest hurts, my legs feel like I just ran a marathon, and my concentration is gone. I'm getting frustrated at stupid things, and I can tell I'm over-tired.

I had a nice thanksgiving. I will write more when I don't feel very tired, uncomfortable due to a small toothache and kind of restless/not looking forward to tomorrow.

From: jordan@webkore.net Subject: Re: duuude

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