...but here I am again, stomach clenched, heart pounding, exhausted, shivering, and yet sleep will not have mercy on me.
I vaguely recall the time when stress wasn't a problem for me, when I could sleep whenever and wherever I wanted to, when I woulnd't wake up in the middle of the night with a feeling of terror, when I could just switch myself off and get some rest.
I feel like crying. The sound of glass grinding against glass fills my head.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
It's been a while...
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It's because your getting a Phd. That would drive anyone banannas.
If bananas sleep any better than I do, I'll accept that with a smile on my, er, peel :)
R u trying to convince me that u were trying to sleep at 23:19...?
Rod might not know u, but still, he's right. I mean, look at me... :)
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