my random musings, now in words.
It is so hard for me to sleep nowadays. Its fascinating how work and other commitments can choke you up and you can’t even afford to be gentle and kind to your own self anymore. So I could not sleep ( I think they call it insomnia? Right. Fuck I know that.) My mind is constantly working and obviously not in tandem with my energy level. I’ve gotten a massive attack of anxiousness plus, I’m on caffeine again. Which is not good. And I suppose my words are all jacked up. I am anxious. I am nervous. I am also jealous, since some people I know already has boyfriends (new ones and stuff) and I’m like, insomniac? I guess finally I understand why B needs Sasha Fierce once.