Since when did I start caring about work?  I was always that guy who just never cared about anything.  Sure, I’d do my work, but it was always just good enough, never more than expected… half-assing everything was my motto.  Yes sir, I was about as carefree as they come.

Now, I’m thinking about sleeping.  Sure I’m tired but I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep if I go lay down.  I have this feeling my mind will be consumed with stresses of work and I won’t be able to sleep.  I have too much to do, I’ll just worry about it not getting done.

On the other hand, if I go to stay up I will not be awake enough to help anyone tomorrow when they need it. 

I’m only one person… why do I feel like I have the workload of 3 most of the time?

*slams head on desk*