Have you ever?

Have you ever slept so hard and so deep that you feel like you died? And then when you woke up you felt so tired you thought you would never wake up? That is me today. There is not an ounce of heat in me right now. And I am soooo tired.

Too much sleep, not enough...not enough...not enough something. Not enough moving. Not enough thinking...and certainly not enough doing of anything.

I think this weekend I am going to knit like crazy and read books. Or something. Just not sleeping. Cause not matter how deep I sleep it is never enough.

And not being alone. Oh my God I dread the weekends b/c I am soooooooooo lonely. Work is fun b/c there are ppl here to talk to and laugh with. The weekends are mundane and lonely. And because of that I usually feel sluggish, depressed and isolated. And when I say I dread the weekends, I mean it. I dread them. Like when Friday comes, I can't wait until Monday again. Isn't that sick and sad.?

Don't answer that. B/c I already know the answer.

Cluck