Over the last couple of nights, 3 o'clock in the morning would signal my wake up call. Angst and tension all coiled in my stomach. I need to get in touch with my own emotions as I am not hundred percent sure where this is coming from. My work load is a lot, but then my procastination tactics have also increased over the last couple of days.
Too scared to look inside, to rushed to sit down, and when will I make that phonecall? Today I think, not that I am convinced that it is the real cause of distress.
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Aaah, the blessed frustration of insomnia. Too bad we live in different hemispheres, or we could have mid-night chats!
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