of course, the weight of hellworld always gets to me eventually (whether it takes a couple minutes or a couple hours)
and dealing other humans can be Challenging
and my aging Elder Millennial body seems to like to be difficult
BUT before all that oppresses my spirit, I am cheerful as fuck, singing to my pets, chattering to myself, giggling about nothing
Where’s my Sunny Disposition Crew?
If I didn’t have to wake up in a world completely incongruous with my body clock, maybe.
7 am mornings are not for me, they never will be, and if I have to keep going like this I will die of a heart attack when I’m 30 due to chronic lack of sleep
Worse is when I’m called lazy for needing to wake up later. My brother in Christ, I will gladly put in the same work, just shifted in time.
This sounds absolutely miserable!! I hope you get to move to a better schedule soon ❤️