Danger Is My Middle Name

I am a very unexciting person. The thought of skydiving seems, well, moronic to me. Jumping out of a plane? Really? Whatever adrenaline rush one experiences for a few minutes after jumping out of a moving vehicle thousands of feet in the air and hurtling toward the ground, let’s be frank, shouldn’t be worth it to any sane person. I don’t do drugs, whatever that means to you personally. I don’t drink and drive, which is easy since I don’t drink at all (I never grew accustomed to the taste). No, I don’t do stupid things like that.
I am, however, guilty of something perhaps worse: I drive while very tired. In fact, I would go far as to say that I have a superhuman ability to stay awake for extended periods when needed. I have been extremely busy ever since the beginning of year. I’ve been juggling numerous projects with tight deadlines, and there just simply haven’t been enough hours in the day. I woke up at 10:30am on Tuesday morning a little earlier than I wanted, having just 6 hours of sleep. No biggie. I had to a lot of work to do before my Wednesday meeting in San Antonio. So much work in fact, that I didn’t sleep that night. Apart from my half hour nap from 7am to 7:30am, I literally did not sleep.
At 8am, I drove from Austin to San Antonio and made it just in time for my 10am meeting. I was in the meeting all day until 5:30pm. Then, I met with another client in San Antonio at 6pm. I met with the second client until around 7pm, then made the drive back to Austin. I picked up dinner on the way home and made it back by 9pm. I’m not gonna lie: I was in bad shape when I got home. I was listening to Chevelle and screaming along when I finally pulled into the garage. I ate dinner and was asleep by midnight (I think).
So yeah, I was pretty much awake for about 38 hours and drove around 200 miles near the end of it. After about 10 hours of sleep, I woke up again and worked until 4am the next day, went to bed for another 6, hours, then got up and ran some errands with Kyla. At 7pm Friday, I crashed hard and had a good sleep.

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