Caffeine and Naps
My eyes haven’t opened yet, but I know it is a cloudy day. The sun might be shining in reality but my mind doesn’t accept it. I went to sleep just fine, slept through the night, but the happy part of me doesn’t wake up with the alarm. It is unexplainable. I have 2 small kids to get off to school. This should be a good thing, because it will offer an empty house for a few hours, but the work it requires to get them there doesn’t feel worth it. The “work” consists of waking them up, feeding them, and driving them to school 2 miles away. It will take less than 20 minutes. Today it is work, yesterday it was simple. The rest of the day I am chasing caffeine, and a nap. I can’t find anything good in the day, except ice cream, which is (and always has been) my loyal companion when I am like this. Near the end of the day I am still in my pajamas, hair unbrushed, and still tired. Sam notices immediately when he walks through the door that I am not myself. “Do you want to talk a
