In the last month, between working two jobs and taking 6x1, my room has become a total disaster, a warzone, and my sleep schedule's been shot to sh*t. So come Sunday June 19th, my first day off from everything, I had high hopes for a productive day.... I slept until 7pm. I woke up for long enough to eat and call my daddy, and went back to sleep.
Same thing today, except it was 3:30 instead of 7... I guess I needed it. Maybe tomorrow a normal summer will ensue.
One can only dream.
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