Can't sleep.
Keep thinking.
It's bad enough to suffer the horror of the nightmares, night after night. A sign of - something, I suppose.
But oh jesus for someone to know. That is bad. That is so bad.
Crying in the dark, like a toddler. I am pathetic. I hate that this has happened.
Next time (but of course, there won't be a next time, after a show like that) next time I will stay awake, read, write, stick pins in my hands.....
Shhhh. Everything will be ok. Rest now.
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