Time warp

At about this time last week I was stressing about what to pack, stressing about whether or not I had studied enough, and generally as stressed as I've ever been. Now, one week later, that all seems like a somewhat distant nightmare.

My concept of time is completely fucked right now, I feel like I'm still walking around in a daze. I'm glad to be done, but have no idea what I should be doing with myself. I sleep constantly during the day, but can't seem to sleep in past 6:30. I ended up going in to work this morning after not knowing what else to do. Now that I'm sitting at my desk, I'm regretting this decision, but figure I'll stick around long enough to restart the clock from my 6 week leave of absence so that I'll get paid soon, and then leave early.