2:57 am…

…the last time i saw j***y was at 10:37 pm. she told me at that time, that i better go to bed. well, i did and here i am…wide awake and sitting outside. it’s 2:57 am… 

…j***y’ll not remember me passing her in the hall at 3:03 am. she appeared to be fast asleep as she approached the bathroom. i was no more than a ghost to her…

…but now, it’s 3:08 pm. i’m still not in bed and i’m still not asleep. i’m in an extraordinary amount of pain and can do nothing about it, as i’ll be driving in a bit…

…i got in bed. i laid down. i put my phone down. i closed my eyes tightly, covered my head with a shirt, blocking out any and all light. i’m still awake at 3:15 am…

…it’s 3:17 am and my toes feel like they have been frozen and are trying to “wake up,” before being snipped off with a pair of gardening secators, as martha calls them…

…i guess that i’ll go back in the bedroom and package up my friend’s gift. i’d like to get it in the mail…shit, i have to print out the links. it’s 3:22 am and i’m packaging it…

…i’m still not tired and my alarm is set for 6:45 am. they are coming to get me at 8:00 am to get my car. i needed to be asleep hours ago, but it’s 3:25 am. i’m awake…

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