From the Desk of Director Sarah Martinez, Entry 2
Oct 10, 2101
The first time in two weeks.
Two fucking weeks. I was so comfortable in the blankets on the couch and then—bwarp! bwarp! bwarp!—an alarm goes off.
What for, you might be asking, diary? Why you, of course! You.
You.
I’d already hit a REM cycle, you fuck.
You know what? I’m only doing five minutes tonight and I’ll file an official petition in the morning. This is impacting my efficiency, my personal time, and the effectiveness of Project Genesis. I’m certain the Board and the LP will back me on this.
Until tomorrow, diary. If that’s your real name.
Time to unwind myself from your… thorny hands or something.
I am so tired.
Until then,
Sayre the Exhausted, Keeper of the Scrolls of Insomnia
