Cigarettes and Time stamps

When I was working my concepts of time were pretty on point.  Well at least from what I can recall. I showed up early to work regularly with pride. And now, I write statements such as the following upon waking:  I wake up at 12:15pm. Consider a shower but instead light a cigarette. The life of the unemployed and decidedly clueless of socially acceptable standards of cleanliness. The complete lack of structure to my day, I feel is responsible.  Work provides that push at night that I need to head to sleep at a reasonable hour. Now at night it’s like I dared myself self to stay up as late as possible.  I am reliving some of the moments from my early 20’s, and not the ones I would’ve liked.  I keep thinking that if I turn off the T.V or stop monitoring my Facebook that I am going to miss something huge.  I can confirm for anyone who may be wondering, because I felt it was best to be honest here, that Facebook and cable offer the same lack luster results at any hour of the day. The only benefit to constant Facebook and cable stalking is there are time stamps, no need for a watch. And, luckily, even my friends with jobs are as clueless to what day of the week it is as I am. I know this because their status tells me so.