Sleep won't come.
I'm wrapped up in thinking about so many things and I can't make the thinking stop long enough to let the sleep settle in.
And I have to work at 5am.
I'm down. Blue. In the dumps. sad.
I'm not even really sure about what it is I'm thinking about.
I'm frustrated with my choices. I hate not knowing what I'm supposed to be doing even
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