It is wretched.
For the first week it was just not being able to fall a sleep until late, but I could still catch up. Then starting this week it started to shorten. First I couldn't fall a sleep then if anything, ANYTHING, woke me up, that was it - I was up. So by Wednesday, I was starting to actually see things, couldn't walk without my legs shaking and could barely concentrate for more than 5 minutes. Mark was becoming afraid of the strange noises I was making as I huddled in the corner. It was time to go see the Doctor.
Of course, she wanted to know what was keeping me up. It's simple. I've lost my ambition.
It used to be I wanted to be the President of my own college (I actually had Old's College all picked out due to its convientent location between Calgary and Edmonton), but now I don't care. I don't care about finishing my Masters (the real issue), I don't care about working nights and weekends to get ahead, I don't care about doing extra work to stand out from the crowd (the second issue). I just want to do my work and punch out a 4pm. Thank you very much.
Not sure how this is going to get me tenure, by hey, I haven't had much sleep lately.
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