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Jul. 18th, 2001 12:19 amI can't sleep. FUCK. It's not like I really need to be anywhere tomorrow, but I really want to be asleep right now. My leg is cramped up, and it is bugging the hell out of me. It's just one of those nights when you end up thinking about a million things at once, and it leaves you wide awake for hours. I was letting my imagination run wild about how my pictures would turn out, and then I started thinking about Jake, who I am in complete LOVE with. He doesn't really have any idea, though. Other things ran through my head, but I can't remember them offhand.
I do remember one thing, though. It may have contributed to my inability to sleep. I felt a presence in the room with me. I can even point to the exact location in the room where it was. I thought it was a ghost, because I believe in that sort of thing. It just got me all paranoid, and I started thinking of all the dead people I knew.
And now, two hours, a glass of water, a video game round, and one apple later, here I am, on Livejournal. This is typical.
I do remember one thing, though. It may have contributed to my inability to sleep. I felt a presence in the room with me. I can even point to the exact location in the room where it was. I thought it was a ghost, because I believe in that sort of thing. It just got me all paranoid, and I started thinking of all the dead people I knew.
And now, two hours, a glass of water, a video game round, and one apple later, here I am, on Livejournal. This is typical.