Sucking in Up
Last night I went to bed just as late as I did the night before. And the same as the night before that. Again, tonight it looks like it will be another late one. All of which is too late.
I have children for crying out loud. One of which is still nursing 2 - 4 times a night. A dog that loves to bark late at night or early in the morning when the neighbors decide to slam a car door. And a life that demands my constant attention. But yet, I'm still here writing, reading, and keeping the candle burning late into the night. It's part of fulfilling a dream. So, like a man, I suck it up and deal.
Just tell that to me tomorrow at about 3pm when I start to crash for nights of little sleep.
I have children for crying out loud. One of which is still nursing 2 - 4 times a night. A dog that loves to bark late at night or early in the morning when the neighbors decide to slam a car door. And a life that demands my constant attention. But yet, I'm still here writing, reading, and keeping the candle burning late into the night. It's part of fulfilling a dream. So, like a man, I suck it up and deal.
Just tell that to me tomorrow at about 3pm when I start to crash for nights of little sleep.
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