I haven’t slept in 36 hours.
I cancelled going to see the Black Mages in concert (for free) because this movie has to get done.
If there’s a weak link in the work remaining, it’s me. If it doesn’t get done on time, it’s my fault.
I’ve worked every single day since getting back from New York, except for one solitary Sunday.
I’m experiencing severe bouts of insomnia.
I actually bought myself some alcohol just to help me get to sleep.
It’s only a little bit longer. Then I take some time off and write. And relax. The worst of it is over already, anyways. I can survive this.