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I am too tired to be creative.  Who's idea was it to create the human body in such a way that requires us to need 8 hours of sleep a night.  I have no problem going a 48 hours or so without sleep, provided I am kept busy doing something I enjoy - or something I am highly motivated to do.  Attending school, even just a class or two, is hard to do when one must work full-time to keep the lights on. It becomes even harder when said classes require you to be creative and come up with your own subject matter for papers, speeches, and now blogs. 

I use to hate the days of my earlier education when we were told what to write.  When the subject of our paper was dictated by class or by the teacher.  You remember ~  History Class:  "Write a report on John F. Kennedy"  or "Write a report on Hitler" or Geography Class:  "Write a report on Germany, or Africa".  The most creativity we were allowed was the occasional English class that would assign: "Write a report on what you did over Spring Break"...   Oh, how I longed to just be able to pick something of my own choosing!  Now my brain is too tired to think, just tell me what you want!

Remember the old adage: Be Careful What You Wish For!  I use to believe I was a creative soul.  I use to write poetry and songs.  I use to ponder philosophy, debate religions vs Darwin.    Now my only debate is: "Should I be late for work so I can finish my homework?"  or "Can I go another few hours without sleep?"  So, yesterday sleep won - I got 4 whole hours before I went to work, after finishing my paper for another class!  I knew my blog would have to be late, I was ok with that because I was too tired to come up with a subject to write about anyway. 

And I fell into exhausted sleep the moment I got home from work this morning as well.  Six solid hours of blissful, uninterupted sleep. Ahhh... I feel refreshed! Rejuvenated! Ahhh.... NOT!  Still feeling exhausted for some reason.  I feel the weight of all the things yet to be done - the dishes, the laundry, the cleaning, check all four email address, and of course, the homework!  And here I am... Homework wins!!  As I struggled with the attempt at creativity, trying to think of a book or a movie to blog about, I had to laugh.  A teacher once told me years ago to write what I know.  So, I know I am glad I don't have to look up facts about Africa or JFK. I know I'd rather blog than scrub the kitchen floor.  And I know, someday, I will have enough time for both sleep and creativity.  Still not feeling terribly bright or creative, but I would still rather do homework than housework!