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Even though, when brewed as a tea, blue/white lotus is a sedative, I can’t sleep. And I had quite a bit of that tea, too. I’ve worked myself into a sort of panic mode whereby I’m afraid to leave the phone, even though there’s one by my bed. I’m afraid that I might miss something. I left my mom a note, since she really cares about Michael, but I’m hoping she doesn’t try and take it into her own hands, like she’s done it before. I think I might go add that to the note before my body gives up and crashes like it wants to