This last week was one of those weeks that are just absolutely booked. Between work and the festivities of the holiday and just life, I'm exhausted. I'm sleeping okay, just not getting a lot of time to actually sleep. And I've noticed something about being as tired as I am right now.
I think I'm more gay when I'm tired. Well, I think I just get lazy about checking my thoughts and eyes and dreams.
Clearly, when I'm really rested, I keep myself on a tighter leash.
Sometimes it's nice to just be tired.