There and Back Again

I’m in a crappy mood today. First of all, it’s blistering hot outside (103 F). I can hear myself burn when I went out this morning for a walk. And then there’s the sleep deprivation factor. Last night, I had barely 3 hours of sleep, due mostly to the hot summer weather. Now I want coffee so bad to keep myself alert but I don’t think I want to brave the scorching heat again so I might resort to the bland and awful office-kitchen coffee. And then there’s that girl-thing we all refer to as PMS.

I guess it’s the combination of the above that’s making every question, every demand and request I am fielding today sound so utterly ridiculous and stupid. Everyone’s problems seem so trivial and not worth the panic or the worry. No one and nothing is making sense today other than myself and my complaints.

What I wouldn’t give to be home today, sleeping in the comfort of my bed. What I wouldn’t give to be seaside, sitting in a hammock, reading a good book, enjoying the sun and inhaling the breath of the ocean. What I wouldn’t give to be far, far away from work, to be answering just the questions I want to ask and worry only about my own problems.

Selfish, no? But it’s one of those days. I deserve to whine.