There's a small part of me that wonders if my life has any meaning. I've found myself thinking over everything, and with my birthday coming up - I am drawing a blank.

So much of my life is just going through the motions.

I'm trying to find little reasons to keep going, but it's overwhelming to a point where I feel like I've been pulled under the water and the current has a tight hold.

Do I keep fighting?

I just want something...some tangible reason to keep going.

Sleeping less and less these days; honestly I don't really enjoy it. I use it as a form of escape whenever I'm overwhelmed. I don't seem to want to do that anymore; however I know sleep is vital and going extended periods without it can be dangerous.

Maybe this is a manic episode? Who knows. I'm just numb.

Tra la la...