Distractions
Hello, dear Reader, Today marks the first day of the fifth week on board. Time has SHOT by so fast that I’ve whiplash. Seriously, I’ve got a crink in my neck. I thought 8-12 would’ve been better for me than 4-8, but for some reason the time between watches feels like I sneeze, cough or fart and boom, back to work. Then, after my evening watch, to bed, and the cycle repeats. I had high hopes for this rotation considering other things, (thesis etc.), but I feel like I’ve only been able to scratch the surface. I feel now, more than ever, as though time is not only slipping through my fingers, but also untouchable. As though I can’t even grab a hold of it. Maybe that’s a sign of aging. I’m only 27, but it still feels like every consecutive week speeds by faster and faster. I finished with my fifth draft, and promised you guys that I’d continue TLC, but I’ve been hit with a horrendous writers block, and I’ve only managed to rewrite the first sentence of 5-6 for the whole week....