Rewind

"Nobody's hoping for better days
No one knows what to do
You're ok in your secret place
No one bothering you."

This group of words is used in a song called "The Weather". This is a song that I am lucky enough to be listening to at this moment. The luck part is entirely relative, since I made the conscious choice to listen to it. Nevertheless it is a good song.

I am writing because I can't sleep. It is a problem of seemingly gargantuan proportions. Maybe. I keep thinking of quick solutions to get me to REM. Some pills maybe, or some alcohol.....I don't have either. So I have to resort to good old fashioned productivity. Maybe a glass of warm milk...I've heard that helps....I've had this problem before and I never thought it would happen again. It is extremely disconcerting...moving on to Silversun Pickups....so I tried calling a couple of people I know go to bed generally late to talk....take my mind off of my taunting pillows and disheveled comforter and sheets...But I shouldn't make my sleeping problem anyone else's... try as I might.