One Headlight

This commute business is killing me. They're paying me good money to drive to Detroit every day, but... It's almost not worth it. I spend what little spare time I have every day that's not work involved in the car. Getting to work. Or getting home to go to sleep.

And how did it happen? I never thought that I'd be the person getting up before 5 AM to get to work on time. It's insane. There's not a single fiber in my body that thought it could possibly go down that way. But here I am.

I slept 11 hours last night. And then had a four hour nap this afternoon. I think there's something wrong there. A sleep deficiency so extreme that no amount of sleep can possibly fill it. Don't they make Discovery channel specials about the dangers of things like this?

I don't know. I just don't know.