June 29th, 2011 → 2:48 am @ // No Comments

“O sleep, O gentle sleep,
Nature’s soft nurse, how have I frighted thee,
That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down,
And steep my senses in forgetfulness?”  – King Henry IV, Part II

I went to bed only three hours ago, yet I can’t seem to sleep.  I woke up initially to go to the bathroom, but the ache in my hip when I stepped on it in the dark reminded me all over again that I still can’t walk and made me mad.  And now the madness has only grown – towards the man in line who tried to cut in front me, towards the service agent who hung up on me on the phone, towards that cute little dog who pooped in my yard again…don’t these people/animals know that I’m a pathetic little gimp high on Vicodin and I need to get some sleep already or I may just explode?!

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