*Please forgive the condescending tone to follow. I am sleep-deprived.
So here is yet another issue of not getting any sleep. Featuring me. This is why I can't have nice things. For the last week or so, I've been up all night and I sleep during the day when I can. Yesterday, I was finally able to maybe have a fresh start, as I awoke from a 13+ hour sleep at 10:30am. Surely I'd be tired by now, 4:30am the following day, but alas, here I am.
And I'm not even tired. Or maybe I am, I just can't freaking sleep. I don't even think about anything important. There isn't much to think about except: "Omg, we haven't been to church in weeks." Sometimes I can rehash feelings I've rehashed a million times. Nothing new happens, but at least I know I'm sure?
It's completely stupid. Nothing productive happens. I should be tired. I know I will be later. I dread that, but I can't force it to happen. And so I blog. And wait.
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