As I write this. I'm beat.
In charge of editing our team paper for my college class.
I will quit my stress over my own papers
After doing this. Oh MY, is all I can say.
I pray we get a good grade.
I don't like being up this late--even if it is just 11pm-
Get a second wind and usually can't sleep-
Ever since my surgery, in 2006, my body can
Be quite funky when I am tired --
The fatigue, at times make, me want to
Fall asleep in the space where I stand-literally
Along with my eyes burn--like now.
So no witty words tonight--
I bid you good night-
Must say my prayers
And ask that He wakes me up tomorrow
To it all over again....