People, I was freakin' out.
Plus I've SERIOUSLY gone off budget; I need to pimp my writing out there like never before...bitch betta have my money...
Add to that my recent kid-related stress and the fact that I've been secretly snacking on mini-snickers like it's my job- after not eating its peanut/caramel/nougat-y goodness for over a year, and you have insomnia times 50 million trillion.
I've always been a night owl, but night owl + stress=
*smooches...with luggage for days*
Now peace is so hard to find
We're terrorized and victimized
But that's when I close my eyes
And think of you to ease my mind