lately, i might as well not try to sleep. i close my eyes and dreams so vivid and real come that when I wake up i feel even more exhausted than I did when I first fell asleep. it’s not as if the dreams are even realistic… but somehow, in those moments, in my mind, everything is real. the dreams are filled with anger, fear, and a lot of sorrow. sometimes when I wake up my eyes are damp with tears directed inward. im so tired. all i want to do is sleep.