May 28, 2014
I have been saying I am sleepy a lot. Basic needs here. Food. Sleep. Exercise. I have some things to take care of I suppose. I eat and take a small nap somehow. I wake up afraid. It seems I am afraid of death, and this does not seem odd to me to be afraid of death after waking up so many times wanting to be dead. I go to the mail box and there is a check there for Terry. I send her an email telling her about it. I have heard she is coming back to the states.