it’s hard to be sleepless. I feel lonely at night. When Tom goes to sleep I envy him. I wish I could just roll over and fall off into dreamland. But, it doesn’t work that way for me. I have to wear myself out. And then it’s not so easy at times. I can spend hours watching hours go by. 2 o’clock. 3 o’clock. 4 o’clock sometimes up to 5 o’clock. I want to cry.