Life has been steeped with work lately. For me. For Mr. Mo. For BroMo, too.
I have been thinking about work all the time.
I've always had trouble sleeping. My mind races constantly, all day long, and it doesn't stop when I'm lying in bed. I think about everything and nothing.
I'm always thinking about something.
It's hard to turn it off. I can't turn it off. I can never turn it off.
But, these days, my mind races with work. It's a jumble of thoughts. A mish-mash of madness. I couldn't sleep last night, and I actually woke up angry.
Angry! Who wakes up angry? I am angry just thinking about waking up angry. I don't even know why I was angry. Maybe I was angry that I didn't get enough sleep.
I feel like I'm juggling 9,236,847 things.
Makes it even harder to sleep.