One week of god-awful insomnia. My body is exhausted but my mind keeps racing. Flight on late-night Wednesday and I still have too many things to take care of in town. That’s the easy part. I think the thing that’s currently stressing me out the most is the amount of uncertainty and unsorted things for the month I’m away. I have a couple flights I’m yet to book… I can’t seem to find a last-minute employee…
sometimes it's better to sing yourself to sleep