It's only 5 am. What am I going to do for the next two hours? I've been doing my homework, trying to distract myself from my wandery mind.

Earlier tonight I was thinking of how much I need to stop. Just stop. And take a few days to recuperate. I can't do it this weekend because I have a midterm, and I'll be busy the first week of November... but next weekend I am free. Well, as free as I can be at this point. It will be Halloween weekend but what difference would that make? Nobody seems to care about it anymore anyway.

If he wouldn't mind, maybe we could go down to San Diego for two days or something. Not that it really matters where we go. Money is an issue right now so that doesn't help. But hey, I'm almost willing to pay if it would help my mind and the situation all around.

The past few weeks have been getting progressively worse. I'm not sleeping well AT ALL. Thank god nothing wierd has happened yet, cuz that's just scary. Like sitting up in bed at night, in the dark, talking to people who you consciously realize are not actually there - it's your tired mind playing tricks on you, trying to force you to stop working so hard. It's a reaction to stress.