Today, I yearned for slumber.
In days and weeks prior, my body became acquainted to the little rejuvenation that I had provided it after a tiresome workday. Late nights, sleeping on the couch because of desperation, being tired was a regular feeling that I had grown accustomed to.
However, I had a savior to my sleeplessness- a drive to see my dream. As such, despite being tired, achy, my brain ignored such feelings in favor of knowing that my hard work could pay off.
Yet, all of my efforts in these past four months have proven worthless. Despite all that I've worked towards, my dreams weren't realized. Now, my brain and body are on the same wavelength- unfortunately, both are tired, and now without regard to living life, I'm so tired and fed up with it.
Robotics isn't the only thing that's making me feel this way, it's actually quite a small factor that's contributing to it. Yet, as an external factor, it's the most apparent.
Thanks for reading,
Issac