listening to:

Sleep like a Child - Joss Stone

i feel unsettled. mind's racing in 10 different directions at once, and i'm fidgety.

you know how you're full of anticipation and excitement when you're expecting a package in the mail? that's exactly how i feel, yet there's nothing i'm waiting for.

things do get easier as the number of days increase, but when it strikes, it hurts no less than it did when the first blow was administered.

so let's raise our glasses, and hope for a good night's slumber tonight.