You know, I completely under estimated a good night's rest - completely. Before I used to think that running on the ambulance would clear my head. But last night, doing 14 hours straight on the street - it really didn't.
If anything, it only made some things weigh heavier in my head:
Paying off the bills. Replacing my damn cracked car windshield.
That girl. This patient. That jerk. This sunny day when I'm stuck working. That cigarette. This sense of not being good enough for the people around me.
All kinds of stuff that's somehow managed to clog up my head. This - SHIT!!
All of it gone, after a good night's rest.
Thank God for that one -
Now, what was I going to do today?
If anything, it only made some things weigh heavier in my head:
Paying off the bills. Replacing my damn cracked car windshield.
That girl. This patient. That jerk. This sunny day when I'm stuck working. That cigarette. This sense of not being good enough for the people around me.
All kinds of stuff that's somehow managed to clog up my head. This - SHIT!!
All of it gone, after a good night's rest.
Thank God for that one -
Now, what was I going to do today?
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