Monday, 21 March 2011

Resetting the clock

Once again I find myself trying to re-set my body clock. I think my body clock is about as busted as the horrid tacky Olympic clock they have put up in Trafalgar square to count down to the Olympics.

It stopped after barely a day and had to be fixed almost immediately. Wish someone could dismantle and reset my clock would make things so much easier. Or heck I could turn back the clock to before I screwed it up in the first place and actually get some sleep!

Isn't there something we'd all love to turn back the clocks for and do again. Repeat a good experience, correct a bad mistake. I think maybe it's a good thing that we can't really though, through everything we learn and it makes us who we are.

So for now I'm just going to keep powering through until my clock gets back in its normal rhythm, hopefully before Easter so I don't have mum shrieking at me to go to bloody sleep already! but then saying that by that point the clocks will have changed again

Will I ever win??

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