It's been 3 days already. I haven't had much sleep.
The first 2 days of work I felt like I was in a seething 48 hour drunken stupor. Light headed, too warm for comfort, and dead tired.
The girl I asked out for breakfast woke me up.
I'm a very light sleeper, a little noise can wake me up like a fog horn in a port. I'm not exactly complaining though.
I'm glad it's nearing the end of the work week. I can't go for so long without sleep. Not like in my younger years.
I better try getting more sleep while I'm on a bus towards home.