Out of Time
I feel like I'm about to run a marathon. I have 100 things to do before tomorrow and I don't have the time to finish them all unless I stay up for the next 36 hours. Well, technically, that isn't true. I COULD finish everything if I would just step away from the computer. If I would stop reading. Stop writing. Stop playing pointless games. I could get it done.
But every time I think about this, I can feel the withdrawal symptoms creeping up on me. I get dizzy. My mouse hand starts to twitch. My eyes come out of their glazed state and I can't focus on anything that isn't square and shiny. I'm not sure I can do it. But, I'm going to try. My family and home are crying out for me and I suppose it's time to respond. Okay... on the count of three I will attempt to pry myself out of this chair... ready... one... two... three!