Wednesday July 17th, 2013

The exercise:

Write about: fatigue.

We had a couple of customers skip this week due to the switch in days, so we didn't have to harvest quite as much produce as usual today. I'm actually rather thankful for that.

Though that was partially countered by having to also pick and deliver a restaurant order on the same day.

It served as a good reminder of why we typically do these things on different days. Oh well, I shall sleep well tonight.

Mine:

I am awake. I am paying attention. I am taking perfect notes. The best of anyone in this classroom.

I am awake. I am paying too much money for this course. I am taking a night off tonight. I should be teaching this class.

I am awake. Did I remember to pay my electricity bill last week? Wouldn't coming home to a pitch black apartment be the perfect ending to this terrible day? I should make a note to double check that after class.

I am drifting. But only a little. There's only a few minutes left in class, I can make it. Why are my eyelids so friggin' heavy?

I am dreaming. I am soaring high above a crowd, everyone is paying attention to me. They are chanting my name in perfect unison. I am the best of anyone.

I am awake. I am.. where did everybody go?