Thursday, 29 December 2011

037; So much for the longest day.

Tell me again, press my hands to your lips as you sing of love and life
Don't leave me now, here in my darkest hour, as the longest day turns night

I still haven't gotten more than maybe twelve hours of sleep in the last eighty-three, but I've finally taken my meds and I hope they kick in soon. I've got a long day ahead of me tomorrow; lots of stuff to do, and I need to pack, and then hop on a six-hour train up north to stay with my brother over New Year's. I'm excited, and I hope my nerves don't mess things up too much.

Yesterday I had a fit and couldn't control myself; another battle lost.

(But sometimes you have to lose battles to win the war.)

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