This is what’s going on with me these days:
I’m too tired to function (apparently SO tired that I accidently wrote ‘fuck’). Which is also why I’m using an old drawing of me being just as tired a year ago.
Just one of those weeks, right?
Gosh, how I love sleeping. Sleeping on text books, falling asleep to the telly, napping, oh I love it all.
I can fall asleep at any time of the day. Literally. But for the last couple of nights I’ve experienced trouble falling asleep. Could it be full moon? I don’t know.
We (yes, we) have tried everything to knock me out at night. Nothing’s worked. Until I came up with the most brilliant idea ever:
I stole his snore. Problem solved.