Cranky

Today I went to work wondering why I was extra cranky. I thought I had a good night's sleep. I wasn't hungry or hangry, as someone I know says it. I didn't have any reason, that I could think of, to make me refuse to want to interact with people. Or so I thought.

My day wasn't that difficult. I did my job, and had slightly decent results. The day ended eventually and home I came. On the way I was starting to feel the truth behind my crabbiness. I was so sleepy. No one could get out of my way fast enough. I just wanted to get home and stop having to think.

I came home thinking I would just get off my feet for a bit. I didn't really want to deal with anything, but I was hungry. I remember wondering when I was going to get up and get something to eat. Apparently that was all she wrote. I fell asleep and slept well. I woke up four hours later thinking it was early in the next morning. It isn't.

Now I need to not stay up all hours into the night because I have to get up early. My sleep patterns are so jacked up.