bah.
overactive imagination at night had caused me to lose sleep very frequently these few days. sometimes i think of the things that had happened around me, sometimes i think about the reaction of the people around me, and i cant help but just fall into some sort of depression. then i start to imagine things again and subsequently lose whatever notion that i had of sleep or rest.
sigh. sometimes i really hope i can just grab my thoughts and stuff them into my wardrobe so i dont have to think about them at least for just a little while.
uneasiness dont seem to want to let go of me. somehow, i am always prepared for the worst.
i hope someone can just tell me the answers and spare me from the torture.
