sleeeeeeep

Ok, I'm going to attempt to sleep. I woke up yesterday at 7pm. I'm going to bed now at 1:45pm (we'll say before 3pm if I'm lucky). Hopefully a muscle relaxer + sleep meds will knock me out. hey, I can wish, can't I?

I think I will have to call the psycho doc back. Not sleeping = more depressed = less sleep = even more depressed ... you get the picture. Any of you ever been to a psycho doc? Mom thinks I need to "talk" with someone. I mean really, that's what this is right? I bitch and moan on here about how life is a bitch, which everyone already knows, and that's theraputic. I don't need to pay money to do that. And I get more creative responses from this audience, who semi know me or don't care about talking to a stranger, rather than some random doc who is WAY too happy for his own good (whatever he's on, I need it). I'll get a pat on the head, "you poor thing, life is *sarcasm* oh so hard on you." besides the point I have to drive downtown and almost get killed every time. I actually made it safely in the car. But I did almost get run over crossing the street. damnit, yield to peds!

I lost my train of thought...I'm going to bed.

Love & Hugs to the world.
~Isabo

Evanescence:
I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clock screaming monsters calling my name
Let me stay
Where the wind will whisper to me
Where the raindrops as they're falling tell a story
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me
Don't say I'm out of touch
With this rampant chaos - Your reality
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
The nightmare I built my own world to escape
in my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me
Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
Cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
Oh how i long for the deep sleep dreaming
The goddess of imaginary light