I'm becoming delirious
I need to go to sleep but my mind is reeling. I'm so busy. I'm questioning my own talents, he is too. He thinks higher of me, I told him I'm as deep as a puddle when it comes to literature from 800 bc.
Tonight was fun. Just silly fun. Time is running out.
I think I should go take my prozac rip off...I was ready to cry at the drop of a hat today and I was very very pissy. I thought I'd be ok with out it. Maybe this chemical imbalance is stronger than I think. Maybe I just need sleep.