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WHAT THE FUCK!?

Things were going good! My job-stress is gone, I was hoping to actually sleep well last night. More fitful dreams and I wake up to the same goddamn scrawl right fucking there! I just wish that, if it was me, I'd at least write it clearly for once, or write something different or something. Anything... I feel like I should do something or tell someone or something like that, but... who am I gonna tell? What am I gonna do? Should I go spend my money on a shrink that will just look at it and go "hmmm"? Should I go to one of those sleep centers and have them watch me sleep for a week? Hmm... I guess that's an idea. At least then I'd know flat-out what's going on at night.


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