Eureka!

by marmaladescreams

It’s 2:30 am. I have to get up at eight. Apparently, this is what kind of night a good/positive afternoon leads to: insomnia; anxiety from my lack of sleep; a helpless call to Levin who speaks gibberish to me in his sleep; depression from Levin’s inability to help; suicidal thoughts from the depression. There’s always a downfall. When you’re up there’s only one way to go and that’s back down. Eureka! Never forget…