Well, I tried to get some sleep last night. This time I just had insomnia. It would appear that my ghost knew that I was ranting about it yesterday and kept a low profile last night.
I still tossed and turned, because it was hot and mosquitoes were vying for my blood the whole night.
Now that my boyfriend's back, ghostie-poo is flying under the radar. For now, anyway.
God it's hot right now. I feel as though I am permanently standing in a pizza oven in Mumbai during a heat wave. I feel so lethargic. Yet I can't sleep. It just doesn't make sense.