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You are reading the life, times, and general musings of Jenna Tollerson. I am an independent web developer living in and around Athens, Georgia, USA. [read more]
I am not as young as I used to be.
This is a scary thing to be saying at the arguably young age of 21, but lately I sometimes feel like I am physically falling apart. Today while I was sitting on the bathroom floor, exercising my gag reflex, trying to get myself well enough to go to work, I thought over and over again two points that I've got to learn to take to heart:
These are easy things to think the day after. The night before I felt fine. Seriously. I thought I would sleep it off, easy as pie. I was wrong, and had to leave work early to keep from passing out—or worse, throwing up—on my keyboard. I came home, crashed on the couch and slept into the evening.
I feel like I lost a day. I might as well have blacked out.
Time for some real change.
Speaking of blacking out, I have to say that I do not remember writing this at all. What the hell was I doing awake at that time?
You are reading the life, times, and general musings of Jenna Tollerson. I am an independent web developer living in and around Athens, Georgia, USA. [read more]
