Screw you, jet lag

It’s  3:14 a.m. I’m wide awake. My heart is racing. My stomach is turning. I’ve been awake for an hour. Every time I close my eyes and try to sleep, my mind sets off on a wild tangent. It curses my body for not being able to fall asleep. It relives my time with theContinue reading “Screw you, jet lag”