Zzzzzzz

It's 3:34 am and I can't sleep.

This is strange for me, normally I can always sleep. When I had a crappy day--as most days are--I can come home and instantly fall asleep, whether it be 8 or midnight. It's kind of a defense mechanism. When I'm asleep, I don't have to think about reality, or face it. And I experience those few moments of happiness right when I wake up, before I remember that my life isn't what I used to wake up to.
But now, I'm wide awake.
I'm exhausted, but wide awake.

Maybe it's because of my new medication.
Maybe it's because Flyer isn't here.
Maybe it's because there's some deep psychological problem troubling my unconscious mind that I have yet to discover.

Or maybe, it's just because I can't sleep.

-Beaskie