Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Riding Out the Night
It's late and I'm on edge. My nerves are raw. What's strange isn't that I'm upset. If nothing else, the past two years suggests that upset is a fairly normal state for me. No what's odd is that nothing is wrong. Yet, I'm antsy. There's no help for it, I suppose. Its just one of the side effects that comes with being me. I've taken two long hot showers (because the first one warmed me up but failed to relax me), popped a couple clonopin, and now I ride out the night.