Well, I guess it's not supposed to be
easy.
Day 3 without alcohol, following my July 4, 2001 resolution to stop drinking. It's now about 4 in the morning, and I can't sleep. Insomnia is a curse.
How do I feel? Like my skin suddenly doesn't fit my body anymore. Like I have a splinter in my mind. Something is nagging me. Something is missing. I know what will relieve this feeling, and I know that I don't want to give in. I feel, to be very concise, miserable.
It's Friday, so if I make it through this day, I can probably catch up on sleep this weekend. It's going to be a tough day at work, though - a big project is coming to its final stage today. I have to give a presentation for about 50 people. This would make me nervous any day, but especially in the state I am in now, deprived of both sleep and my favorite brain cell killer.
But let's be positive: it's Friday and people have made it through tough days on no sleep before. I also really appreciate all the messages of support that I received from everythingians - it has really made a difference to know that so many people care!