I woke up at 1:00am.

It didn't help that I went to sleep at 10:00am.

Even so, that is still ridiculous.

I slept through Andrew moving me off the bed.

I slept through him moving everything out of his room.

I slept through people coming in and out helping him move.

One of my medicines doubled up today.

It makes me so tired, fatigued, too exhausted to even move.

I only have a few days to get used to it until it doubles again.

I'm not complaining.

It's just hard to explain to people.
"What do you do?"
"You mean what do I do for work?"

"Yeah."

"Uh, nothing."

"Well, where do you get your money."

I find that whole question rude.

I never ask it.

Only after I haven't been able to work is when I keep

getting that.

I'm looking.

I really am.

First I have to be able to get out of bed though.