Cup #9

I'm not sure whether this is coffee #9 because I was up all day and night again (the first night for a youth all-nighter and last night with my fussy daughter) or whether I should just start over at cup #1 and begin a "new day," but whatever the case, it will be downed in record time. In my last few days of forced insomnia, I've come to realize a couple of things...

• The reason the black mascara under my eyes won't wipe off is because it's not black mascara (how did this happen??)
• I can limp around sore even though I can't think of anything that I did to hurt myself.
• Now that I'm 30, I will not look the same as the 16 year old girls when I am too tired to put on your makeup or do my hair.