You wake up at 6am. You're exhausted from poor quality sleep the night before (and from life in general) so you hit snooze... and then hit snooze again a few more times.
If you stall any longer, you'll be late for work, and now that you've started and stopped your sleep cycle so many times, it feels even more impossible to get out of bed.
You don't have time for breakfast, so you shove a granola bar down and chug some coffee. Can't get through this day without some serious caffeine.
You arrive at work, and already feel flustered, Your first few appointments drag by, and a couple hours into your shift, you're already hungry. Also, still tired. It comes time for lunch, and someone calls about fitting in an appointment. It isn't an emergency right now, but it's should be seen sometime soon, and you're booked out for weeks. You begrudgingly tell them to come in, and sacrifice your lunch break. You ask yourself "wouldn't it be nice if I was ever actually able to take a lunch?" Feeling resentful all afternoon, you are having a hard time connecting with your clients. A few make some comments about wait times or mask protocols, and you cannot wait to go home. Closing time rolls around, and you've got tons of charts to do. You stay late to get them all done. You come home and are absolutely starrrrving. You didn't really eat breakfast, and didn't get a lunch, so now literally any food you can get your hands on sounds good. Feeling full of junk and pretty cruddy, you watch some TV and mindless scroll through your phone.
Your day was hectic, and so it takes a long time to wind down. You have a hard time falling asleep, and are already dreading how tired you will feel in the morning.