Witching Hour

I had a stressful day yesterday. Not stressful in any way serious or important: just everyday life, a hundred things to do and not enough time or mental energy to do it all stressful.

I could go through all the things that happened to make my day stressful but as previously mentioned, they’re not important.

What is important is that I’m now lying here, unable to sleep, convincing myself that I’m an alcoholic with a propensity to selfish overreaction and an attention deficit disorder.

Ah, insomnia.

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