Sleep-walking/sleep-driving/sleep-working. It feels like the only time I'm not sleeping, is when I NEED to!
I was at work today and there were more than a few times I would hear someone talking in my ear about their account or their bill.
Needless to say, even though it's my job, I was very confused. I didn't remember answering the phone. So I start freaking out... How did I answer the phone? Did I say Hello? or thanks for choosing ..., my name is Amber, how may I help you?
How long have they been talking?
Horrible, I know. I don't know what's wrong with me. I've been like this for a while. It started with walking. I'd wake up in a different spot than I thought I would be. Then it progressively got worse to sleep-driving. I got to work and I didn't remember the drive. I think that's the scariest one because it's not auto-pilot... it's spacing out for a 30 minute drive on 2 different freeways at 60+ miles an hour.
And now, it's worse in it's own way. I sleep-work. That could not just kill me, but get me fired from my job and have to live with the consequences. Which, that could be worse than you think... And definitely worse than death itself.
Death is final. There's no picking up the pieces when you're done dying, or living through the hell we call jobless life. I mean, it'd be awesome to not give 10 hours a day to people who think they're better than the world around them, but to put my raw potential towards something I love. My writing.
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