I realize life is a set of choices, but this week I really feel torn. I am exhausted since I returned from New York. I am also way behind on my schoolwork for UCR since I returned from New York.
I meant to read when I was there. I meant to write. Neither of those really happened because after the first day of craziness we just really didn't have any down time. Yes, I sketched out a very bare draft of a nonfiction piece on the plane ride home, but my mind was mostly on the 9/11 Memorial and it consumed my thoughts. I wrote and wrote on that while we flew, and it eventually became yesterday's post. It felt more important to get that down before I moved too far away from the experience. I'm hoping I can turn that into a larger piece or use it as inspiration for a short story. To be fair, I took a metric ton of pictures, so I have a lot of inspiration. But actual work? Not much.
Tuesday night I fell asleep at the computer while I was editing. Yesterday I dropped into my bed at 3:00 PM like a ton of bricks and I didn't really recover for the rest of the night. But I couldn't really relax--even in my sleep I was thinking about how I need to
Usually what happens in this situation is that I do nothing. I don't really sleep well and I don't really do any work. Neither of those can be what happens, you understand. I also don't want to put everything off until this weekend because I know I'll end up killing myself both days to get everything done and I won't feel like I had any time off. I'm already running on about a week and a half with no rest day--that isn't going to make the situation any better.
As you can see above, Twinkle isn't encouraging productivity. She's lobbying hard in favor of sleep.
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