high blood-sugar tire

I can't be angry with how I've spent my day. I used the afternoon to prepare and think about the testimony, or "life story" as we renamed it, that I would share at small group. I used the afternoon sifting through ideas, asking Jesus to help me speak the important things and leave the rest aside. He did, too. He helped me and kept me from feeling any anxiety.

But, now that that's done and I have the night to work on homework, I've got the high blood sugar tire. It's pushing me down and away from thinking school thoughts. I don't know if there's something I could compare this feeling to--for those of you non-diabetics. It's just a sleepy presence on the forehead, on and behind the eyes. In the stomach and drying out the mouth.

I thought that some caffeine might help me focus, but I'm staring at the computer screen with only personal thoughts running out from my fingertips onto the keyboard. Days and days. I've got a new poem working itself out somewhere, but I'm afraid of giving the poem too much time and leaving my soon-to-be-graded homework for much (too much) later.

We will overcome. With Jesus, we will overcome... I think my back is warm -- is always warm.