I haven’t slept more than hour in the past three days.
I really need you right now. There isn’t much I can count on these days.
I haven’t been sleeping well for the past few days, and I haven’t figured out why. I’m exhausted already, and I have two super long days of work left. But life is okay. I’m just trying to sleep, and its not working too well. Either ill fall asleep really late, or ill wake up and not be able to go back to bed. I’m sleeping with one of my guitars tonight. Maybe she’ll comfort me. Either way, I got this. I know that in the end I’m still surviving, and that’s what counts.
I think this is what purgatory feels like. I’m at a crossroads. And for once, I don’t know what I want to do.