eleven thirty four monday night

I'm headed back to work tomorrow after an memorial day weekend that seemed entirely too long. Theres still two boxes left at the old apartment and I'm in this annoying and unsettling psychic limbo between the two living spaces, which make it hella hard to get a normal sleep pattern going...the white noise from the fan is helping a bit though.

I started writing here awhile ago in hopes of purging some of the detritus from my brain and hoping that would allow me to get some work done...some more work done. I'm pretty over committed and underfunded at the moment and it will be the last time I do it like this, anyway....I'll add a bit more about this in the morning hopefully.