Sleep

Third night.
Too little sleep.
So tired.

Hell, I'm not even thinking straight anymore. Everything is fuzzy and a blur. I don't know how I've managed to carry on any conversations today, but I know that I have. It's so early but I'm already falling asleep. And I don't want to wake up tomorrow. If it was possible for me to hibernate, I would. I need the sleep right now. I'm completely and utterly exhausted.

Maybe after dinner I'll just curl up under the covers and hopefully fall asleep at a reasonable hour for once instead of lying awake or tossing and turning until 3 in the morning. Then again, I don't want to wake up early tomorrow...that means more time in unpleasant company. But I have to be up by 11:30 anyway.

Alright, I'm sorry. Second day in a row that I've really failed at having any topic in my post. Hell, I just almost spent this one debating when to go to sleep today in a fuzzy, half-rational fashion. I'm almost tempted to throw in some intelligent statement, because a couple have floated into my head like "I miss being naive," or "life is like a basket, and events are like the fibers...all different and weaving together." I guess that's my share of intelligence for the day? That's really pretty sad, actually. But oh well, I'm tired, and nothing exciting has happened. So with that, I prematurely wish all a good night.