Confessions of an Insomniac

I'm typically the chick you hear before you see. I love crackin' jokes and making people smile. Slow jams are happiness ♥ Sarcasm is a lovely thing. But make no mistake, I contemplate before I speak. Like it says: DABifyouletme - nothing more, nothing less.

Now that I’ve found a way to occupy my time at night (working 12 hour shifts at a hospital), it seems like my mind shifted into overdrive. It’s a great job, don’t get me wrong, but I just can’t keep my mind from wandering off and upsetting me.

Tonight’s no good for the simple fact that I apologized for something that was a simple mistake, my forgetfulness, and I’ve yet to get a response back. It’s making me sick to my stomach to be completely honest…I hate it. And for it to be over such a stupid little thing? …smh.

I always seem to be the one to apologize in a situation, ya know, “be the better person”? And I did it in this instance to save this..relationship we’ll call it.

Excuse the rambling, I needed put these thoughts down.