Memoir's of an Insomniac.
Stuck in the sand with the waves at my feet, and I wish you’d come crash into me, ‘cause where you are is where I wanna be now.

All I’m going to say is thank god today is nearly over, it’s the worst I’ve had in a long time. No one to blame but myself as always though.

Anyway, saying goodbye to the shitness with dinner and a movie in bed.

Old habits die hard. Apologies in advance.

p.s. found a new preventative anxiety/blues tactic this afternoon during my trek to the park… went on the swings for an hour while it was pouring rain, but with my eyes shut. Swear I disappeared from this messed up world for a moment. It was good escaping reality. I really hate reality right now.

Bye for now, but not forever.