There seems to be this disconnect between the reality as I observe it, the hierarchy and order of thing, and, of course, my beliefs and ideal; yes, there is a disconnect between my thoughts and my actions. Why is this, why am I so dreadfully needy, and constantly in search of reassurance. Cock-y-cock cock.
Sometimes, not often, I feel like I haven't slept no matter how long I have slept for. Nights when I lie awake, thinking, wondering if I shall ever fall asleep and just as I am feeling the heaviness approach I am wide awake, but when I look at the clock it is an hour later, another hour later.
Game of Tag
What I would like to say is there is nothing you can do to help or make it better, but...