Friday, 27 January 2012

Up all night again. I haven't been sleeping well since Christmas. It's not even useful time because I put in the hours on the pillow, lying there in the darkness, staring up at the ceiling. I could use these hours, I could use any hours. But to attempt to do anything else would horribly compromise any chance of getting some sleep. Even booze doesn't seem to work.

I'm clearly going mad.

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