I went out drinking last night with my siblings. They came out to
They all had to get going incredibly early this morning so it was a semi-early night. I woke up at 5am to let them out and spent the next hour or so awake and feeling the kind of sorry for myself that I only ever feel at 5am, unable to sleep despite being so tired. My piecemeal sleep was the main reason I did nothing whatsoever of substance today despite my apartment's state of complete disarray. I did go to my little cousin's 7th birthday party so I spent the afternoon surrounded by family and eating and drinking away an afternoon. As with most kid's parties, there was a separate menu for the kids. Today's consisted of chicken fingers, only my cousin Jessica inadvertently bought, and I don't lie when I say this, Cap'n Crunch coated chicken fingers. First of all, ew. Second of all, why would it even occur to a store to make that? Even the children were grossed out by them.
Right now I'm tired after having come home and organized my clothing. I have too much clothing. Fatigue sets in when I contemplate the uneven piles on my bed, on top of which I'm tempted to fall asleep. And I'm starting to feel tired and sorry for myself yet again. I wish I had been more productive this weekend. I wish I had said certain things and done certain things and even though I got to spend time with my family and I had a pleasant weekend overall, I still feel washed out, faded at the edges and longing for the oblivion of a long and deep sleep. I think I'll oblige myself.