woke up this morning at the wrong side of the bed. not really a bad dream, but sleeping soooo late with a bad feeling is really B-A-D. i hate that sometimes i just need to close my eyes and pretend that bad thing just didn't happened, i hate it. i blanket myself from head to toe, so as not to see anything anymore, as if it will cover the pain as well. but i know that when i open my eyes, i will still be thinking about it, i will still feel bad about it.
then i will realize that i needed to get up and dress-up for work. feeling low and sleepy.
then i will realize that i needed to get up and dress-up for work. feeling low and sleepy.
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