Working through the haze

Yesterday I was sick. I woke up at 4 am or maybe it was 3 am, my throat was itchy so i popped open a water bottle and chugged it as I urinated, apparently this is what causes illness because I have never puked as much in my life as i did promptly after urinating and chugging water.

Today I started my day off the wrong way... I walked like 4 miles to work on an empty stomach and now feel horrible, worse in fact than yesterday. I feel incredibly drained 3 day weekends tend to put me into a sort of haze that never bodes well for my work habits:(

The more I live, I see, that this life's not about me. I have to keep working my tail off in order for me to make something of myself. I'm no longer doing this for me, I'm doing this so when I have a child he doesn't have to deal with a lot of the things I did. No more youthful innocence, this life is just a stepping stone, for the youth of tomorrow to step upon.