It has been more than a week since I’ve had at least 5 hours of unbroken sleep. This jet lag thing is driving me crazy. One might think I’d be used to it by now.
How I miss the sleep I had in Tokyo. Over 7 hours each night, I woke up on the 3rd day feeling refreshed for the first time in literally years.
In Tulalip I’m a jittery, caffeine and sugar seeking mess.
Good thing there is a box of twinkies and a half-eaten pot roast sandwich next to me.