Jan 10, 2006 01:56
Sleep seems to be escaping me (once again) tonight. There isn't anything I can clean, my laundry's been done, and if I try to wipe that counter one more time I swear I'll put holes in it. My body is tired, but my mind still racing. It's hard to know that you've hit a dead end, but you know that there's more to it.
It'd be easier if I'd just accept it. I know it would. But I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I never got a definite answer. I have a hard enough time sleeping without knowing.
I've got boarder patrol tomorrow, which isn't so bad. I wish I had better things to talk about, but these past couple of months have just...taken over.
I miss you Kohaku.