Today is one of those days when I feel both physically and mentally tired. The scorching heat and this certain sadness since Saturday night drained most of my energy.
I would like to expound on the melancholy, but I’m really tired and I drank my nightly medicine 2 hours earlier. I hope I can bounce back tomorrow and write a more proper post this Wednesday.
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So, what can I share here in under 10 minutes?
What a tiring day. I woke up before 8am, and it was a forceful wake-up. But I had to wake up and do my morning routine quickly to join Mother and Father on their weekly visit to a significant client. After the said visit, I tried to take a nap in the car – something that I always fail at. (I have never had a satisfying car nap.)
The sleepy feeling somehow went away after having fried rice and dumplings for lunch. While we were eating, I found out that Mother and Father had a hard time sleeping last night. It looks like we are all having a good afternoon nap later… but I didn’t. At least my parents got their nap after coming home, and I’m happy for them.
As I type this, it’s exactly 11pm. The more I type this, the more I become sleepy. It’s weird because I haven’t taken my medicine yet. And speaking of medicine, I skipped my meds again last night because I ran out of them. I still feel a bit shitty after more than a week, and now I’m worried I will feel worse. Oops.
Let me sleep now.
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The Diary of The Deranged Writer 