Europe After the Rain

I am two weeks under-rested, but yet I insist on staying up and not submitting to normal routines of sleep. When the day is said and done, I use this time to dwell and collect my thoughts and feelings. It's my "me" time, that will be so quickly stripped from me again in the coming weeks, when I am forced to fixate on my final meaningless studies for a "degree". Work is starting to annoy me, but I'm thankful to even have a job. I am just too tired of functioning like me right now.