SAKIT

You know something is wrong when your days and nights start to blur into each other and you forget when each week starts and when it ends.

You know something is wrong when you are rushing out of the house on a Sunday without breakfast dragging your barely awake daughter into the car to rush to work.

You know something is wrong when you forget your cousins wedding date and swear that you actually taught it was last month.

Something is definitely wrong when you barely have the time to have a decent leisurely meal.

I don’t feel well today.