Last night was terrible.
It all stems from my inability to remain calm when there are two opposing yet equally important wishes or needs to be carried out with a deadline rapidly approaching.
Of course everything is different in hindsight. I see now that the deadline was really more of a suggestion. And erasing the deadline made one of the opposing ideas nearly disappear. If I’d had seen that last night things would have been a lot easier. I would have seen that last night if I would have been able to remain calm. But the deadline approaching is like a time bomb ticking in my ear.
“I’ve got a time bomb. In my mind, Mom.
I hear it ticking and I don’t know why.”
(The story of the song is not really fitting to me, but that piece out of context certainly is. As well as a bit from the chorus.)
I guess I finally did see it last night. But by the time I did I was so exhausted from the battle to get there that I just went to bed. At like 9:30. And, for good measure I didn’t get up until 6:30.
Those who know me will understand that 9 hours of sleep is a really, REALLY long time for me.