Birthday

Happy birthday to me.

Fatigue

It is my personal belief that I lapsed into a 2.5-day self-induced coma since Thursday night.

I slept for more than 55 hours in a row.

Except for the essentials - food, toilet breaks, and cuddle time with Bee (which often overlapped with sleeping time).

And I woke up still feeling tired.

I'm just, exhausted. I don't know why.

I've been feeling absolutely drained for the past few weeks, like a flat tire that is fresh out of air.

And I'm tired of feeling tired! If that even makes sense.

Quite a few friends said that they have been feeling pretty rundown too, and we are convinced that there is a bug going around at the moment.

A bug otherwise known as the "convenient theory to explain unexplainable fatigue" in our line of work.

If not, we can always blame it on the weather. After all, what else is this erratic Melbourne weather good for huh?

But I don't feel unwell, or have any other symptoms of cold and flu. I'm just really really lethargic, all the time, everyday.

I envy all those people who seem to have so much time and energy to do so many things on the weekends or besides work.

For goodness' sake, I only work 4 days a week on average, plus I take considerably long breaks from work every 2-3 months, and I still feel like a lousy leaking fuel tank!

Or a maxed out credit card that is always behind and constantly playing catching up.

Where do those people get their energy from? Seriously!

Is there a secret energy pill that I do not know of? If yes, pray do tell, because I'm in desperate need of some.

It really doesn't help that this might be my last long weekend in a long time, and tomorrow is Monday again.

Oh the mere thought of Monday blues and returning back to work makes me feel like going back to bed again!

Monday Monday please go away, come again some other day!

*Yawns*

Diary

Dear diary,

I'm sorry that I haven't been writing at all for the past 2 weeks.

Which normally wouldn't be anything out of ordinary, or even surprising. Given my past record of frequent long hiatus, sometimes even close to a year.

But we recently made a pact that I will make an effort to jot down bits and pieces of things happening in my everyday life, no matter how trivial or insignificant they are, because I have started to believe that my memory is slowly deteriorating with each passing day.

So for that, I'm truly sorry that I haven't been holding up my end of the bargain.

Especially for the past 2 weeks.

It's been, well, a rather eventful 2 week, I'd say. And I really want to update or share with you about it.

But I just can't seem to find the time and energy to do it.

I've been feeling so tired and lethargic lately that whenever I'm not working, I'm always sleeping.

For example, I've been sleeping since Thursday night, all day yesterday, and for the most of today.

And I think I'm gonna go back to sleep again very soon, right after I grab a quick bite to fill my grumbling tummy.

If I have some spare energy after food, maybe I'll quickly pen down a thing or two. Though I seriously doubt it.

The Stilnox I just took will probably kick in half way through lunch and knock me out right after I put the plates away.

If not, my brain is probably too fried and tired to put two words together after weeks of battling with chronic fatigue and tiredness.

But we shall keep writing, my dear diary.

Soon, I promise.

For now, please do know that I'm still here, and remember that I, too, think of you from time to time.

An afternoon nap in the sun after a late brunch on a Saturday, such a bliss!

Oh if only weekends last forever!