2003-10-03 - 1:16 a.m.
'my sleep disorder forgot how to be poetic'
And I listened to 'Several Ways to Die Trying' by Dashboard Confessional while I changed into my jammies and washed the make-up off of my face. I balked at the girl reflected in the mirror as she wondered why the soundtrack of her life was filled with such sad sad songs. Then I rolled my eyes.
'Because you're far too sensitive,' I tell her. I tell myself.
That's when I popped a Unisom and watched 'King of the Hill.' Now I'm just waiting for the heaviness to fill my limbs and squash me into a sleep state. Thank you, Unisom. Good Night.
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