Excessive

A few select lyrics from Bright Eyes' A Song To Pass The Time:

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Don't stay so far away from me.
This weather has me wanting love more tangible.
Something I can hold cause it's getting cold.

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Today wasn't one of those days where I have a lot of interesting things to say, or deep thoughts to explore, 100% of today was work, and just work. I woke up, went to work, just got home 13 hours after I had left, and I've already taken a sleeping pill in order to get ready to sleep, so I can wake up and do it again tomorrow.

Work was kinda of unexpectantly retarded today, mostly because there was an event I was pretty much unaware of, which on any day is a pain in the ass, but on a day like Sunday, where there is already a continental, brunch and a large wedding, it's very annoying.

I don't feel good.

Yes, these words have graced these pages before, and yet I sit down here again, late at night, and write the same things as I always do. I guess I should explain myself first...

I did feel like writing at some point - at one point - that's actually why I came out here, to the livingroom. I sat down with the tv off, with the intention of simply listening to the morning stream and writing, but I got sidetracked. I got sidetracked by a bowl of popcorn, the movie The Town and my mind, thoughts moving faster than I can translate into words.

Today was a long day, I worked for twelve hours today, from 7am to 7pm, and even though I technically signed out at 5pm, I continued to work until 7pm when I got a ride with Julie. You see, it takes an hour and a half to get home on a bus; If things don't match up, it can take two hours to get home, and Julie offered me a ride home since she lives so close, but the catch would be I'd have to stay at work for a couple hours. I wasn't just going to sit around and be bored, so I just said I'd do light work while I waited, just to keep busy cause I didn't mind helping out.

Where to begin... I sat down to write and I know there is a lot in me to write but I can't seem to get it to transform in to letters. I need to focus; need to sit still.

Okay, I think I'm tired. I'm pretty sure that I'm really tired. Obviously not tired enough to just lay down and fall asleep, but tired enough that it's becoming hard to concentrate when doing things, and more specifically, making it difficult to even watch tv and feel okay.

Today was actually pretty relaxing if I do say so. I worked from 8am to 4pm, and there was nothing going on during the day, only a wedding at night, with hors, reception food, and then a wedding buffet for 100 people. I spent the entire day just getting all of that ready, at my own pace, it was a relaxed atmosphere and felt good. I took a cab home, mostly because I have to work tomorrow and wanted as much time to relax as I could get, and taking the bus home takes over an hour usually, sometimes more, so I forked over the money and just took a cab home.

Friday was a terrible day for me. I wish it hadn't been... May 13th was my Mom's birthday and while I did find time to wish her a happy birthday multiple times, my entire day was spent in my head, going crazy and like... just, trapping myself in this horrible place where it kept piling on and piling on. It really felt like the world was crashing down around me and nothing else mattered. I wasted the entire day, it was a mess...