I hate this part of life.
The no sleep part.
I could care less about counting sheep.
I want there to be a button that shuts down the brain for the night, that allows no thinking.
I am exhausted yet cannot sleep. It is a cruel sick twisted trick.
There is so much going on in my life. I've been very happy, but very busy. My brain is burning out. Some times I just don't want to have to think about all of it.
Sleep is my escape. But tonight and every night for the past four days, my escape route has failed me.
I guess I'll try counting some sheep. Again.