Optimism at 4:30am

Hey Mom!

I'd like to start by saying that nobody wanted or asked for this.... You're welcome.

Thoughts at 4:30am this morning:

So I have 3 back to back to back midterms tomorrow and I haven't slept yet.  I've stopped blowing my nose because I can't tell whether there's more blood coming from the outside or the inside.  Whatever I have has moved into my chest and I think breathing makes it angry.  But you know what?

I am the coolest I have ever been. Sure I look like an Animorph Rudolph that probably crawled out of the same hole as the Pale Man from Pan's Labyrinth, but you know who goes to bed after 4:30 am? Rockstars that's who!  Yeah, I didn't choose the celebrity life but it appears one very specific aspect of that lifestyle which also technically applies to nightshift workers chose me. Boo-to-the-YAH.  I think it's also important to note that I have a tattoo, own a guitar (which I can play 5 chords -- 2 of them are C's) AND have a dependency on drugs (mostly ventolin but w/e).

So I am going to get up in 3 hours, pull a toque over all my hair so I don't have to wash it, drink my weight in coffee and get hopped up on daytime cold medicine.

#TheLyfe 

That is all.

ps. I'm glad 4:30 Mackenzie was so optimistic because I'm about to head into a French midterm and I can't even remember how to speak most of English.

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