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Letting my tiredness talk outta my ass,  type onto my keyboard, and become into what is essentially, by blog. Caffeine deprivation and relapses hit me one week ago when I completely cut coffee out of my life. My manager at my new job is Native American so I keep asking him questions regarding their customs and tradition. I forgot to cut my nails today at work so I would tuck my fingernails away every time a customer got near me. I registered for San Antonio College (Mt.Sac). I heard it’s gonna be a bitch to get classes. My fingers are trembling and the more I stare at them, I wonder if it’s because of caffeine loss or because I’m sexually frustrated. I remember reading in my sociology book that Authoritative parents have more pleasing results with their children as opposed to Authoritarian parents. The words sound similar, but they aren’t. Look it up. My eyes feel heavy but not like bricks (like some people say), because I’m pretty sure that if my eyelids felt as heavy as bricks, then they’d rip off and I would then never be able to blink. I want to write  a spell. Just for shits. Alright, I’m out.

I remember having that.

Romance?
I remember thinking I had that.

Hopes?
I remember I cared.

Dreams?
I remember I used to have those.

Passion?
I remember it’s warmth.

Truth?
I don’t remember that one.