Wednesday. It always feels like the longest day and part of the week that takes forever.
It is the day where I feel the most tired. Isn’t that crazy? My alarm went off at 4 this morning and my first thought was, “Are you kidding me, right now!?!” I could have easily fell back asleep.
I am in need of another cup of coffee but waiting impatiently for another pot to brew. I’m waiting in bed. Upright, so I don’t doze off. The alarm to the coffee maker beeps to let me know the coffee is finished brewing and I walk over to the microwave and stare at it for a split second. What an idiot. This is an indication of how tired I am this morning.
I will wear all black today to mourn the death of my motivation.