I can't sleep. Cannot.
I keep getting that awful, tight, panicky feeling in my throat and chest. Punctuated by hot, sinking waves from my heart straight into my guts. This is a rare occurance. I hate it.
Tonight was really good, though. Edited Ryan's drawing/painting. Show. Fellini's. Champ's. Swiped all Ryan's 'tunes.
I'm happy. Honestly. All things considered, I probably shouldn't be. But there are constants keeping me sane.
Akndsfusg.
Maybe I'll paint.
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