Awake

Had four hours of sleep one night.  Stayed up last night until after 11.  Awakened early.  Sad.  Very sad.  Lots on my mind.  And here I am.  Decided to get up and write it down.
In my life, I am used to facing the hard times.  I am used to being sure that people get what they need.  I am not so sure that it is a good attribute.  I mean, it is in general.  But, what I've been wondering is how it is supposed to work when I am in desperate need.  How do I meet my own needs?  That's how it feels. 
I have a trip coming up.  Excited.  Need it.  Just troubled too. 
What I have decided is to take it one moment at a time.  Enjoy what I can.  Work through the rest. 

What else is there to do?  I can't run to mommy.  I have nobody who sees me to wonder if I'll be ok.  So, I think I'll try to sleep a bit more.  Chruch day.  That just adds to the dilemma.
And, to boot, if he doesn't stop pretending, I think I'll scream.