It’s the caffeine, I swear. I don’t normally sleep late now for two reasons: one, Russ hates it. He doesn’t like the idea of me sleeping after he does; second, since I am living so far away from my workplace and teaching in the school is not exactly what you can call easy, I am usually so tired when I get home that as soon as my back hits the bed, I sleep.
Now this afternoon, my mom gave me some medication in the form of a cup of black coffee, I wasn’t able to sleep at the right time. I could not. I saw and repeated several movies, fixed my things, wrote some blog entries. I could not sleep.
All I could think of was I would be having a class observation the next day… wasn’t it terrible?