Have you ever had so much sleep in a weekend that you’ve become hung over? Well, that’s where I’m at. The mother of all sleep headaches. I told James earlier that it felt like my head was being pierced by black holes.<\/p>\n
I hope the sugar in my system will fuel the ibuprofin to work more quickly. I hurt. At least twelve hours of sleep for three nights in a row. I am escaping into sleep again, instead of facing the world. A recognizable symptom of depression, at least with me. Thank you grandfather, thank you father. The Cramptons will persevere.<\/p>\n
I can really only wait this out. I am going to head to the library today to get the rest of my homework done. I have to, otherwise I will wallow in my headache until it is time to go to bed. Things to do, things to do…. things to write, things to read, people to meet… and today, I am that Dave that cries and that wants his mother, and is sniffling, and can’t stop wondering how to go on…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Have you ever had so much sleep in a weekend that you’ve become hung over? Well, that’s where I’m at. The mother of all sleep headaches. I told James earlier that it felt like my head was being pierced by … Continue reading