It is almost 5:30 in the morning here.
I have been awake all night long.
I’m going to try to go to sleep again in a few minutes.
Yesterday I printed out my funeral wishes (and other legal papers involving end-of-life issues), signed them, and gave them to two of the officials I trust at my place of worship.
They probably assumed my concern was due to my declining health and the degenerative disabilities which aren’t getting better.
They know I am depressed, although I haven’t mentioned the “S” word at all.
Inconvenient fact about wearing glasses while depressed: If you blink your eyes when they’re full of tears, your eyelashes flick little drops onto the inside of your glasses, and then eventually you can hardly see. Sort of like a car windshield after driving behind a semi on muddy roads. Good luck being able to see anything at all after a few minutes.
Me: “Wait, was that a stop sign?”
(**CRASH**)
4 comments
Hey, how are you feeling handing your funeral wishes? Are you ok?
Yeah, people thought I was weird as heck when I wrote my own eulogy years ago lol.
shrug. such is my life.
oh, so that’s what happens when you have long lashes and wear glasses, lol. my whole life, i was jealous of girls who had LONG beautiful lashes. Mine were so short. And I’m way too clumsy to put on mascara. I’d like yawn and accidentally wipe, so I could never wear mascara. >.< maybe I should be glad that my lashes are too short to hit my glasses.
Hay yeah insomnia dose suck a lot I find my self laying there for hours and dreading having to go college with no sleep make me feel worst 🙁
I am a mess.
More so than usual.
I hate these kinds of days when everything hurts, and the prescriptions don’t seem to work.