At the far end of your tether
And your thoughts won’t fit together
So you sleep light or whatever
And the night goes on forever
Then your mind change like the weather
You’re in need of Doctor Tarr and Professor Fether
In spite of an extreme lack of sleep, I’ve had a very productive day today. It was so productive, in fact, that I was debating whether I would continue working— about another hour’s worth— or whether I would take the next bus home.
I think the stuff I was going to do can wait until Wednesday (the next time I’ll be back in the office). Home it is!
