The Struggle

My body is hurting. It needs sleep. It craves sleep. Alcohol is not its friend. I have not slept well since last Saturday and I am getting more and more irritable. Work has been stressful with Nick gone and I have been paged the last two nights. Brenda and I have argued and then returned to normal the next day. All that I want to do is sleep. Sleep has become my holy grail and the quest is starting to wear me down. My patience no longer exists. The rain doesn't bother me. If anything it has made this week more tolerable.

 

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