It has been 2 days since I’ve slept. It all began on my birthday with the chocolate cake and rolled into yesterday’s can of Coke. It seem the older I get the more sensitive I become to…just about everything, including caffeine.
Yesterday, I procrastinated work and blogging hoping to tackle the post Labor Day heap with fresh eyes and an intact train of thought. Today, I have twice as much work, I’m more bleary eyed than I was before and my train of thought is choking out thick black clouds of smoke.
Switching to autopilot,