Today

I think the last time I looked at the clock last night it was 3:45 a.m.

I really resent turning into an insomniac. I always used to be the person who slept TOO MUCH when there was something on my mind.

Stupid brain.

Damn heart.

Today might be the day that I curl up into a ball in the corner and think of reasons why I should run away.

I'm trying to fight it, honestly, I really am...but it's so hard. Some days, and it would seem that today is one of them, the negativity is overwhelming.

Thanks for *that* particular trait, mom. Being able to always look on the dark side is one of the many gifts that you bestowed upon me......