Life is chugging along slowly, as usual. I'm not struggling overly on the sleep thing at the moment, so that's one thing off my chest. I feel a little less sane, a bit more blunt, and I seem to lack some of the tact I once had. I keep my mouth shut more these days.

Otherwise, life is peachy.

It's just past three AM. No, I'm not still awake. I've just woken up, in fact.

I don't know what's up with me. All I know is I'd kill for some good sleep. It's been way too long, and irrespective of what I do or don't, what medication I take or don't, I can't seem to get that sleep I'm craving. It's really reaching a stage where simple day-to-day functioning is impossible to maintain without so much physical and emotional effort on my part.

Yesterday I suffered from dizziness and impaired concentration for the whole day. This has to stop.

Doctor on Tuesday....