#16.12.12

Left work very early in the morning. Went home to get a few hours of sleep, and returned to work. But i felt weirdly awake and tired. My mind was there but my body could have used a few hours more sleep.

It might have been a result of the sleep deprivation but i'm sure a constable was saluting me. I'm glad i didn't salute back because it would have caused a delay and resulted in a comedy routine with one person lifting his hand while the other one extends it for a handshake.

I wanted to start writing a specific thing that surfaced in my head again recently. But because its very personal in nature i'm not sure if i should start. I believe that the fiction we create changes us, the person who consumes it and the people related, and i fear it might change things in a negative way.

The comic shipment is on the way! Haven't even read through last months stack. Usually i read comics while having breakfast, but in the last few days i couldn't find the frame of mind to read anything while eating.