I don’t get what is with my sleeping patterns.

I’m going to start taking nyquil to sleep if this keeps up. 3-4 hours a night can’t be good for me.

I’m really trying. It’s taking some effort. I’m trying not to freak out about things. On the downside I am getting more excitable. I found myself looking at apartments to move into if I got a job I applied for and started “casually” planning everything.

In my case “casually” was not so much casual as “look at everything I might need and bookmark it” and “get so excited at the aspect of moving I almost started getting boxes”.

To say I might be fighting some serious sadness in a week or so is absolutely not an understatement. Working is so much of a part of who I am it’s ridiculous.