rejectomorph | Reset Forty-Seven, Day Seventeen (Reply)

The several times I woke up Thursday I kept wondering why. The days and nights have become so predictably dull that it hardly seems worthwhile. I will stub a toe on something, I will sit too long and find my tailbone sore when I stand up, I will bite myself at least once while eating, and I will disappoint myself with my cooking. This is one of the reasons why I try to get back to sleep almost every time I wake up. I'm sure I have bad dreams, but since I seldom remember them, sleeping remains better than being awake. Also when I'm awake I keep forgetting to do things I'd planned on doing, and then remember them when I'm about to go to sleep again and don't feel like doing them. Because sleep.

We're only five days from the winter solstice, after which it will be only ten days until the new year. Time is dragging its old carcass away pretty fast. Or is that me?