knocked up.

again, another sleepless night.  i don't understand what it is, i really don't.  why can't i sleep anymore?  i'm exhausted.  it would be so convenient to not have to think, but i always do.  its like as soon as i'm left alone, to my own thoughts, they come at me harder than a brick wall.  my concentration goes out the window, my sense of responsibility right along with it.  in return my mind is flooded with all these pictures, thoughts, writings.