Meh Heh Heh

I want to write something that’s worth something for the writing group, but all I can think is “Pain. Pain. Sleepy. Pain. Pain. Sleepy. Exhausted. Pain.”

Topamax pretty much cuts my pain in half. However, it’s probably making my sentence formation problems worse, giving me the constant feeling I just completed the Ironman, and giving me the four AM insomnia. I don’t know how those last two work together, but I wish they weren’t such chums. I’m not sure if I even really slept last night. 

I took a nap this afternoon, but I had a dream wherein this self-involved girl picked a fight with me over something I said in a different dream. How’s that for an unrestful mindfuck.

Maybe a walk will help. Maybe afterward I could write “The Little Pain Pill That Could.”