I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to sleep or else… so I took some of those homeopathic pills again. Told myself they were just nightmares and they can’t hurt me.
Somehow I managed to get 7 hours of sleep in. Of course I woke up paranoid as fuck in sheets soaked with sweat. I don’t remember what I dreamed about, but I’m just uneasy now… That’s not normal.
I feel better than I did... but not by much.
Talked with Steph on the phone. Still no sign of Steve. Going back over to stay with Steph and Cynthia. We have to learn something soon, right?
No comments:
Post a Comment