Of those days where no one in the entire world seems to be laying idly in the centre, rather then fighting your corner. not a single person is in the mood to be helpful, or cooperative... I'm sick of reaching out to people who never reciprocate... i know it is all me, and nothing else.
I feel like in my head i have already moved out, moved on from this place. and now my time is taken up with insomnia and a even grater sense of waiting... the most maddening thing about it is that, i know i would be alot more calm and happy if i could sort my sleeping pattern out, but alas i can not for want of trying.
I have never in my life felt so frustrated and 'alone in my own head'.