It?s not very funny anymore. When I opened my tired eyes this morning, I checked my mobile to see to see what the time was. And it?s not funny, it was 2 PM. My alarm clock must have gone of for an hour at 8.30 AM, but I obviously slept right through it. And I?m acting, talking and thinking like a real junkie. The cat, Mica, was no help either, because is sedated by painkillers. Welcome to our junkie lifestyle, gosh, what an item we make. And I looked in the mirror ? assuming that I would look so rested ? and saw my so tired eyes. I?m yawning all the time as well.
Before I went to bed last night, I took a third halve pill, which is to blame, but I needed it. By the time I got ready, my day already had vanished and it was time to take another halve pill!. If I was wearing pyjamas or a nightgown at night, I wouldn?t have bothered getting all dressed, but I sleep naked because, at night I am too lazy to bother getting pyjamas or anything else on, haha. I have to bother to sometime getting dressed, lolz.
I have to find a solution, I can?t keep drugging myself this way. I get pissed of it and I go whining for the silliest thing.
Don?t tell me I shouldn?t be bothered with it because I?m living in a constant dream. It stops my ability to think, create, analyse, evolve and dream. I hate these pills!