emotional wreckage

Last night was pretty terrible. I felt…awful and then decided sleep would make it better. But I couldn’t fall asleep. I felt rotted.

I finally got to sleep (far later than I wanted) and woke up 45 minutes early. Couldn’t fall back to sleep. And here I am, staring at the snow falling outside my window.

I think I’m dreaming.

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