Fan Fiction ❯ Self-Reflection ❯ Self-Reflection ( Chapter 1 )

My eyes hurt.

 

Yet I am happy.

 

Happy that for once, things are going my way. Someone is guiding me to the land of success. Just pointing me in the right direction, even over the slimmest of bridges. Sometimes I get distracted from my goal, but I push myself onward. Sometimes I do require a little bit of help, and it is given to me. I don't expect anyone to help me, and I am always appreciative when I get it.

 

I dislike working; since it brings me away from the things that I love to do. But I accept that without work, the help will disappear like so much sugar in water.

 

My eyes burn. I struggle to stay awake. The clock on the bottom-right reads 1:49 AM (because it is always wrong). I know that the time estimate is at least close.

 

This time is when I used to write fiction, but my time constraints and personal sleep regimen prohibit me from accomplishing this task anymore.

 

My fingers stumble as the keys become blurrier, as if they weren't blurry enough already. My glasses lay upon the nightstand across the house.

 

5 minutes ago, I decided to just write down what was on my mind. It seems to be working.

 

Numbers crunch inside my computer. Savings (both fictional and real) add themselves up without any human assistance. Isn't technology grand?

 

The feeling of falling back overtakes me. The swaying, rocking motion, like so much sea activity. The curtains close on yet another day in the life of [name omitted to protect my privacy].

 

And I am happy.