Distracted

3:00 P.M. Well, now 3:04 P.M. Got distracted. Nothing's bleeding right now. Not that there was anything bleeding before, just glad to see nothing started to. I dunno. Something told me things were going to start bleeding sometime soon, and I guess whatever it was was wrong. Call it intuition if you like, but I just don't like how it makes me feel. It's this sensation that takes your attention and rams itself onto it until you can no longer ignore it. It's odd, not really as weird as I'm making it out to be, like a spike you get when you strain your shoulder. I just couldn't explain why I was feeling that way.

Had rice for lunch. Rice and nothing else. Could explain why I feel so empty right now. I slept for 14 hours last night, woke up around 7:15 A.M. Zonked out around 5:30 P.M. since I was so damn tired. Missed dinner again. Made up for it at breakfast with two eggs and 4 strips of bacon, bowl of cereal and an english muffin with PB&J&H. 3:11 P.M. Well, 3:12 P.M. Time keeps on moving and I can barely keep up with it.

Had a short period when I thought I was going to lose my mind yesterday. That is, from the lack of sleep. Things just kept blurring the line between fantasy and reality. You know how it is, you're so tired you start to see things in the haze. You think you see a girl you knew from high school, and you call out to her, when you realize there's nobody but you in the room, and you rest your head for a moment. Then the moment becomes 5 minutes, then 10, then an hour, and before you know it you have let it become late afternoon and you have yet to do anything you were supposed to to today. Speaking of, I probably should have mowed her lawn earlier. Not saying who, trying to keep anyone who's not directly involved's name off of here.

3:20 P.M. I keep becoming distracted when I should be focused. Not on this, mind you. This is a distraction in itself. Not that I don't like talking to you all. No, I just realize that there are things I need to be doing and I just... really don't want to do them. That's a crappy reason to not do them, but damnit I want to avoid having to do anything that could result in me becoming tired at the moment. So I do this.

Been thinking of my Aunt way too much recently. Talking about her way too much too. She was murdered a few years ago. My parents were supposed to be staying with her

6:32 P.M. I don't know what's happened since I stopped writing up there and now, but my bed has been made and I don't remember doing it. Also have a sharp pain in the back of my neck. I'll post this for now but I'm not sure just what is going on. I'll try to make another post later to let you know what's going on. Be safe.

10:46 P.M. Uh... I'll... explain. Later. Much later. Yes.