Running On Empty

It's 5 pm on a Saturday afternoon and I'm still at the office, sweaty, hot and running on pure adrenaline. I've only clocked 2 hours of sleep since last night, and there's still a tonne to do not including the trip I may have to make to Kulim tomorrow if my dad doesn't feel well.

In fact, I don't feel well either. There's something about lifting sofas in the hot sun (when you're half asleep) that doesn't sit right with me. Oh well. Just a bit more, and then sleep. Blissful sleep.

I hope I can trust myself to drive. My hands are trembling.