sober by choice, borde by design, and lonely because I can hear myself think.

You know what? I need to quit bitching. Honestly. I sit on my ass worring why I am so this or so that, and there are people that worry about there next meal, worry about the next paycheck. I don't. I know that I will work, life will work, I will continue to bitch and moan about whatevrer I might run into and life will go on. I just wish that I didn't have my brain going at a thousand miles per second... That is really starting to get on my nerves, the whole "no sleep" thing really blows...

eh, I am frustrated...