I’m not usually this tired at 10 pm but lately I’ve hit a lethal level of fatigue by then. Some of it has to do with going to bed with the person you love. I’m more interested in that these days. Some of it deals with the drain put on you as a dad. I’ve been thinking a lot more about the latter situation as I move through these last class-free weeks for the kids and myself. I feel like I wasn’t quite prepared for the summer and with it rolling to a close, I am clearly not prepared for what follows.
On the bright side, football begins next week. There are no less than 22 weeks of games every weekend along with the possibility of a Giants superbowl and even a championship for at least one of my boys. Three boys mean three chances at greatness.
Truth be told this is all instinct because my sleeping brain malfunctoined a while ago and I’m mostly powered by need.
I need sleep.