I woke up this morning is a sleep deprived haze. The phone rang, and the woman on the other end of the line was asking for someone who did not live here. Dutifully, though, I looked for this individual and returned to the phone informing her, after I finally realized they had the wrong number, the person she was looking for did not live at this number. I went back to sleep.
The funny thing about sleep deprivation is you are able to process information differently. I, for instance, had strange things happen to me today. I missed a dim sum brunch with friends, because my alarm wasn't set properly, but ran into them 5 hours after we were supposed to me by chance. I didn't bother with my appearance before I went out on errands, yet I turned more heads than ever. This left me with mixed feelings. Finally, I ended the evening grilling meat and conversing with SG members. This left me crying...from the smoke which kept getting in my eyes, that is.
So looking back on the day I had an existential moment: I don't sit at the popular table. And, whereas that bothered me in high school, I choose not to sit there today.
So what is your realization?
The funny thing about sleep deprivation is you are able to process information differently. I, for instance, had strange things happen to me today. I missed a dim sum brunch with friends, because my alarm wasn't set properly, but ran into them 5 hours after we were supposed to me by chance. I didn't bother with my appearance before I went out on errands, yet I turned more heads than ever. This left me with mixed feelings. Finally, I ended the evening grilling meat and conversing with SG members. This left me crying...from the smoke which kept getting in my eyes, that is.
So looking back on the day I had an existential moment: I don't sit at the popular table. And, whereas that bothered me in high school, I choose not to sit there today.
So what is your realization?
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My realization is that I want to give you a hug.
In high school I sat in the library for lunch. Today slinking through life with a fake smile and waiting for the end of the world where that table is a smoking crater and the people around it are frozen with fear of what reality really is.
*loses a little more ground to insanity*