I’m having a very peculiar day. I’ve been thinking that it’s Tuesday
all morning, and now I realize that it’s really Wednesday.
The other realization I’ve just had is that adulthood is tiring. I used
to run around on the playground all day as a child, or stay up past 2
AM in highschool and college and I could always find a time when I was
refreshed. Now I could sleep for days and wake up tired. Weird.
I think I need to read tonight before I go to bed. Maybe too much TV is
to blame for this odd feeling. My mother-in-law lent me Jonathan
Franzen’s The Corrections, so my mind should be suitably stimulated.