It’s 5:20 am and I Can’t sleep. Won’t sleep. Don’t want to sleep. In this moment I feel as if I’m a day late, a buck short.
But I’m sure once I finally manage to sleep and awake, I will feel OK again. I will keep trucking and find new meaning and continue to invest… and evolve. After all, that’s life right?! Right?!
Sometimes, I wish I didn’t have to be so “in control”. Wish I had the courage to drink until I was someone else’s problem. No such luck. Damn, I’m pathetic.