night four. it didn't help that i forgot to ask for a "decaf mocha" tonight when i met my newest online match for coffee. he was really nice.
i don't understand why i'm having trouble sleeping. i toss and i turn. i stare at the clock (or rather, i think it's staring at me). i'm tired but i can't sleep. perhaps two weeks of sleeping a one or two or three in the morning wasn't such a good idea after all.
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