Today my coworkers were talking about how they're getting more tired as they get older. They're both in their mid-late 30s.
Unbeknownst to them, I had taken a nap in a booth in the former cafeteria that houses my office during my lunch break because I could barely keep my eyes open. A bench. And I had to wake up to my alarm. Well, pretend to wake up at least. Granted the past few days had been very taxing. But still.
I'm only 25. Things do not bode well for me.