S is at some work do and I’m all by my lonesome for tonight. I’ve got a million things in my head that I’d a) need b) want to be doing, but somehow while trying to figure what to do first I’ve noticed that suddenly the evening is almost gone already. I just cannot get used to this lack of hours. The fact that these days I waste over two whole hours every day just commuting to work strikes me as insanity. Isn’t life too short to be spending it on a heaving train? I’ve got to conjure up some balance from somewhere. Unfortunately the only thing that can give at the moment would be sleep. And right now I don’t feel like I can cut down on that, I’d hate to feel more exhausted all day on top of everything. Hmm. And all the while I have this sliver of a thought at the back of my mind that makes me feel that I could figure this out if only I had some time to think. Funny that eh…

But hey, at least it’s Friday tomorrow, let’s think positive.