super late

it's super late. i went to bed at this time yesterday too. 2am.
for some reason, my internal clock is totally off, and i'm not sure how to reset it.

i need to exercise.

did i mention that i've been working a lot? of the past 5 weekends, i've worked 4 of them. and though it's been relatively fine (and bridget keeps encouraging me to take time off to compensate), i really just want a free weekend of carefree wandering and fun. so i intend on doing that soon. except that i might have to work this saturday too.

urgh-o.

maybe it's a consequence of having a desk job for most of the year now, but i'm feeling a tremendous urge to go lie outside, on a dock, under the warm sun. or go blasting off on a 10-mile run along trails and trees and oceans. or get splashed by salty seas. i guess i'm an outdoors person by nature, even when i do find it comfortable to huddle on the couch, under blankets, in front of the tv. but too much huddling always leads to running away.

soon, i think, i might have to return to grad school. i have no good reason why, and "soon" has yet to be defined by date or timeline... but the thought keeps coming back up.

super late. hey, i've recently discovered MANY younger high school friends who are engaged or married. why is that so strange to me? it shouldn't be, should it? i dunno.

super late. dreams.