Misha
I can't sleep. Not since I had that dream. I think this is day two of no sleep. I feel groggy. My arms are heavier than normal. I don't want to leave my bed. What's the point of being in bed if I can't sleep though? Parker told me to take the rest of the week off. I didn't want to but he insisted. Why is it so quiet here? There was always someone making noise in the palace. When it's quiet the voice in my head won't shut up. I put on music or watch TV but it doesn't help. The one thing that I used to find comfort in isn't helping either. I can't focus on reading. I'll read one sentence three times before I give up. Sometimes I wonder if this is the dream.
-ding-
Oh, my phone. Uh, why did I leave it on my desk? It's too far away. I'll just ignore it. I close my eyes again hoping this time I will finally fall asleep.
-Ding-
