When the pressure's on...

It's been a while again, hasn't it? Work's been keeping me busy, which isn't really a bad thing, I guess, but I do kind of miss keeping up with this place. It seems like I've missed a lot...

...Actually, it seems like I've been missing a lot in general. For some reason, I wasn't able to sleep last night, so it gave me some time to think. It seems like all I've been doing lately is getting up, going to work, eating, sleeping, and then repeating the process. My cases haven't been particularly unusual lately (note that I said 'particularly'; I don't know if I'll ever have a case that passes for normal). The apartment's been quiet. The office has been quiet. Everything's been quiet.

When did my life get so normal? So routine? And why is that a bad thing?

Don't get me wrong. I'm not unhappy. I'm just... well, a little restless, I guess. I feel like something's missing or that I'm missing out on something important. It's probably because nothing big's happened in a while. You would think I'd be thankful, heh...

Anyway, er... I'm rambling, aren't I? I'm not sure where this is coming from, to tell you the truth. I really have nothing to complain about in the scheme of things. I'm sure it's just a weird phase that'll be over soon, so... Consider this the musings of someone who's a little sleep-deprived, I guess.