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not a single, lonesome sound....

Didn't sleep for shit last night...literally tossed and turned the whole freaking night...

maybe it was the coffee, maybe it was being overly tired, maybe it was something else?

I don't know.

It was frustrating as all hell though and now I am tired and achey and bitchy and not very comfortable in my skin.

Jumpy. Jittery.

The weird grayness of the sky and the cloying humidity only makes it worse.

I just wish it was tomorrow and I was outta this place (work) with hours and hours and hours to go before I have to return...

Or, even more so, I wish it were tonight and that I was lying in bed and that it was that moment right before you drift off to sleep (a blessed, heavy sleep) when everything is still and quiet and peaceful...

5:16 pm - 06.13.03

sounds: M*rah
words: Laura Esquiva1
i am: jumpy and jittery

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