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I Can’t Today, I Just Can’t
I can’t sleep. I’m like a walking zombie.
My head is pounding, my back is throbbing, and all I want to do is curl up into a ball and sob hysterically.
Except I’m too damn tired.
I’ve gone three nights now with about 2 hours of sleep each night. It’s almost as though I feel my body shutting down.
I don’t normally drink, but I’m considering going to the store to buy some alcohol. Maybe if I have a drink, I can pass out and sleep. Melatonin? Yeah, does nothing. Sleep meds wire me.
It hurts to blink and takes all my energy to keep my eyes open, but if I give in and let them close, sleep will not come, so there’s no point.
I want someone to place their magic healing hands on me to allow me to sleep. I don’t know what it will take, but I’ve got too much crap to do today, and none if it will get done if I don’t at least get in a nap.
I’m whinny, I’m cranky. But, I’ve gone for 71 days without missing a day of getting up to write, so here I am. You’re stuck with me.
I should not go anywhere today or I might snap someone’s head off.
I would be dangerous on the road behind the wheel, yet have errands to run.
PLEASE…