Told myself I’d be asleep before midnight this week. Didn’t happen once. It’s 2am again and I’m still awake, not because of anything urgent, just because the apartment is finally quiet and that’s the only time my head stops running through tomorrow’s list.
Work in the morning, class at night, a part time shift wedged in between, and somehow I still proofed a loaf of bread tonight because kneading dough is the only thing that shuts my brain off for a few minutes.
I keep telling myself this is temporary, just get through the semester. I said that last semester too. My body already knows the difference. Not sick, just worn down in a way that doesn’t show up anywhere obvious.
Not looking for a fix tonight. Just needed to put this somewhere other than my own head.