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Tired. Extremely completely mindblowingly tired I am. I sleep and sleep, and keep sleeping, my eyes won’t cooperate properly all day and whenever the hell I can I phase out or go to sleep for a bit. I swear something’s medically wrong and I should check it out, but I don’t want to. I’m afraid it’s Pfeiffer, or worse, diabetes. I must resolve to see a doctor about this though. It’s no good walking around like this.

The week after next week, my parents are going on holiday to sunny Lanzarote, and I’ve taken those two weeks ‘off’ (it simply means my internship will end two weeks later than planned). Technically I’m doing that to be there for my brother. He’s 21 but mentally it’s a different case (he’s not crazy but his mind develops slower than is usually the case), and recently my parents and me found out it’s apparently not a good idea to leave him home alone while I work.

In reality, I’m going to enjoy being home alone while he works, and I’m going to catch up on some necessary sleep. And visit a doctor, because something is off here.

I have a million of social gatherings, parties and such to go to, but at this point I’m too tired to visit them all. It doesn’t quite help that when I’m at home, I can’t stop having to be social, because my parents can attract a lot of my attention. If I miss your (birthday)party (and I know this goes for several people at the moment): sorry, but at the moment I just can’t deal with all the social stuff, I will get back to you when I can!