129 hours. That’s how much i worked the past 7 days.
I work better than most when tired ’cause it’s a fundamental part of my life. I don’t remember when last i wasn’t, it being a by product of asthma and and active brain. But this was because of sheer work.
My brain wasn’t keeping my body together the past 2 mornings as i was unable to control the shakes for the first hour of the day. I even caught a taxi up my hill (twice) to try conserve strength and keep going. Maybe i shouldn’t have bothered updating this blog and Wicked Rock, instead sleeping that extra bit, but i have no doubt that my efforts towards my concert were worthwhile. Not as profound as walking on water but i delivered my own miracle and did more than should have been possible. And i met more interesting, likable people the past week than i have the whole year combined.
Nevertheless, i still have so much to do, this coming week as important as the past one. But i have just enough time to be girlish and leave you with these cute, tired photos: