It's 2.30 am. What am I still doing up? I'm sure it has something to do with the 5 cups of coffee I drank at Denny's a few hours ago, but I'd probably be fighting off sleep anyway. I'm trying to stop my brain from thinking, but I'm starting to think I'll need to make sleeping pills a habit on top of all the other bad habits I've acquired over the years. Bryce wants me to get up tomorrow and drive to San Francisco...well, I sure as shit won't want to drive 9 hours if I don't sleep. Eh, that will make the decision easier.
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