She - Perpetual

Perpetual.

She is tired but can’t fall asleep. She has been in this situation one too many times and is quite familiar with what comes next and yet she still fights the urge to retire for the day. Her eyes are sore just waiting to close and she has so many ideas running through her mind. She can't think of closing her eyes for a second, because she knows the thoughts will continue to scream at her in her brain. So many things she has to say, has to do, has to think, there is no time to just stop and sleep. The gears need to be in perpetual motion there is no other way she can complete all that she must. She knows this and accepts it, she is tough and will make it through. Deadlines loom menacingly close and she must work her nimble fingers to the bone, typing endless pages of words that seem to make no sense to her, solving, what seems to be an infinite number of problems. Every time she has to stop and there is a disruption in her flow of words she scolds herself for dillydallying. She pushes and pushes, but the instant she realizes that what she produces isn’t quality she knows it is time to stop. She must put her gadgets away, relax her mind and take a deep breath. Sometimes it's better to just stop.