Half awake

From the moment I 'woke up' this morning i felt like half of myself. I should have gone to sleep earlier. 

I was drunk from a lack of sleep. Strange concept to grasp. But I was slow in thought, I mumbled my words, I wasn't fully present and I was fairly mellow in mood these are also my signs when I'm intoxicated also.

The guy who contacted me previously yesterday about a job position in London. Had sent me a Google attachment with some video files to edit. I struggled to complete this objective and rang the guy multiple times, who grew frustrated on each call. But I was confused on why the file wouldn't open, until it clicked, I should download the editing software and see if I can open the file with the software. By the time I downloaded it was time for work. The lack of sleep may have made matters even more difficult.

The bus journey was tough. All I wanted to be was in my bed. I had a nap in the bus as my solution to get rid of my headache. 

My eyes were drooping as I got to work. I was merely a shell of myself. It's only when I was in the middle of work that the 'lights on upstairs turned on'. A large elderly group came to watch The Darkest Hour. When they had issues with their seats i got them rebooked for new seats. I made sure they were settled. And after the film escorted them out of the cinema. Hearing how they had experienced some of the events of the film was mind blowing. I couldn't imagine watching a film in my senior life of an event that occurred in my time. 

Glad work is over. I'm back where I want to be. My bed. Good night. I'm going to sleep.