But you already know that because you used to crawl in bed with me in the morning before work.
I'm about ready to admit that i've lost it. My mind hasn't been flowing down a steady stream for as long as i can remember. My mind is two trains constantly running parallel to one another in opposite directions. And i am so close to losing hope because honestly, there isn't anything to push me forward, there never was, it was always me and being constantly let down is beginning to eat my alive. I feel drained to the tips of my skeletal feet. Overtiredness is winning. When was the last time i got to sleep with no alarm to shut off in the morning?