carwreck.com: around Boston harbor...

I have been awake for 39 hours. A full day of work followed by a loooong, late-night offshore tow, followed by another full day of towing. The last two days have been arduous, but very fruitful; the more towing I do, the more compensation I receive. It works out nicely. And I'm a glutton for this kind of punishment. If only I could figure out how to balance this kind of work tempo while still allowing room for outside human stimulus. Would I be able to endure that? Do I really crave something that might be too difficult to manage? What the hell am I talking about? See post title...