Feels like a typical night from junior year.
And I can't get to sleep. Between my brother's Johnny Cash music with the heavy bass in the basement, my mother trying to get me to watch the Olympics, and all these thoughts going through my head. And I'm starting to get a headache. At least during the school year I had something sharp to play with when I was alone and depressed.
Then again, my mother said her condition's been improving all night. But I still feel like I should feel something and not just go through my routine like everyone else is.
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