Away.

I hate not being able to sleep. I’ve had a few bad nights this week but last night was the worst. I was up for three and a half hours in the middle of the night for no good reason. I tried reading and watching my favorite movie. I even went down and ate breakfast at four thirty in the morning. I was just restless and uncomfortable. For no reason. I hate it.

I’ve been exhausted all day, which also isn’t pleasant. This is mainly because I find I am completely emotionally unstable when I’m this tired. It’s pathetic.

Now I’m just waiting until it’s dark enough outside that I can try to sleep again.

I want to go away. Somewhere far and new. Somewhere where I don’t know anyone so I don’t have to worry about anyone. And I want to not feel bad about all I leave behind…