So, so tired. But I can't sleep.
I've been having nightmares. Nightmares where I walk outside and see my beautiful Roxy-dog ... Hurt. Hurt badly.
I hate that the bastard from next door has not only gotten to me, but has scared me so badly that I am dreaming about it.
Twice last night I woke up crying. I don't know how much longer I can go on like this.