Chase the night away, I'm waiting for the break of day, Haste the dawn!
Sometimes working a full-time day job and also trying to get a side-hustle off the ground means something's gotta give. In this case, sleep...
There were times where nearly every fibre in my body wanted to stab the paper with an angry period and slam the cover closed.
I don't know what else to say, other than putting thoughts down like this can help me release the tension and muddled chaos.
Because filling a leaky bucket will eventually fix the hole, right?