In Which I Commit A Stupid Error

To make sense now is daunting, even though

I did just sleep for sev'ral hours. It's

My fault and no one else's, as you know.

The day gig's short on staff -- this is the pits,

But it's an opportunity to lay

Aside more funding for my coming jaunts

Whereat I'll wander, meet new folks and play

(I hope) some games. Today, though, this just haunts

My body and my soul. My error lies within

Accepting overtime piecemeal without

Considering the pieces' fit within

A larger context of a day. A bout

Of sleeplessness of nearly twenty-four

Resulted. Brain's a puddle on the floor.