these are momentary feelings; pieces of my troubled mind; i write what i think, what i think is what i feel, what i feel is what I am and what i am is what i am...... and if only promises could erase the past, I could open my heart enough to take it all back. But Ive been down this road, time and time again. And I've learned the hard way how the story always ends...
Thursday, December 7, 2017
Woke up with flu today but I feel good for some reason. Got me some decent 8 hour sleep last night. Perhaps thats what I have been missing. A decent sleep. Though being in a call center industry for years and years, I should be used to irregular hours of sleep and nocturnal life, I must say I am still not used to it. Price of getting old I guess.