Literature
Diary. Page 1
It's 3:36 a.m., and yet another day where I sit here, awake, wondering what the hell I'm doing. I should be sleeping.
Many interesting things are happening. New relationships blossoming between friends, old relationships falling apart, and even new friends that are turning out to be not the persons I thought they were. And I'm usually such a fantastic judge of character. I think I've become lax in my judgment.
I need a diagnosis, please. What's wrong with me? I had another episode tonight, and they're coming more frequently. Everything will be fine, tonight Shay and I were at the drive-in (gods, I love that place) laughing and joking around