Jan 07
i cant fall asleep in this bed. or in this house. no matter how hard i try, i cannot find a position that feels comfortable on this mattress and the old familiarity of this house and the sounds of it is to dreary for me to fall asleep. i miss my bed and my room and my house. i need it because another sleepless night of discomfort and depression seems so unbearable right now. and when i say me bed/room/house i’m referring to the one i just left two days ago, located in melville with my wonderful boy sleeping right beside me. that is home- nowhere else. and i should just be thankful that i’m not classified as technically homeless as of now, but i just can’t find it in me to be happy where i am. i want to go home.
