When Giants Are Restless
I started the "get rid of it all" phase three days ago. The more stuff I donate, sell or trash, the more it feels like something is stirring. A tickle in my stomach, like something within just rolled over in its sleep. Then my mind starts pumping out thoughts and my head fills up like a balloon. Small wonder I haven't been sleeping well. I've been so busy preparing for my departure while working six days a week that I have a hard time calming the fuck down at night. And while I'm sure all the caffeine isn't doing me any favors, I'm also sure I don't want to give up caffeine right now. Time to get into that bottle of melatonin supplement I bought awhile ago.