Sometimes it's better to light a flamethrower than curse the darkness

diffrentcolours is having another tough day.

I saw him for about three minutes, between my busy work day and him being in bed most of the day again. He said he felt headachey and gross again; he's been sleeping a lot.

I'm worried about him and I just miss him. We had that week where he was gone camping, then one okay week, now this.

It's tough this time of the evening; Gary never likes it if all his humans aren't around to eat dinner together, take him for a walk, then watch TV. He likes his routines. I like that one too. Now when I've finished dinner I'm just like when is it bedtime.

Doesn't help that my sleep has been pretty bad again lately: either I'm waking up at four, sick with exhaustion but still unable to get back to sleep, or I sleep an okay number of hours but still feel like garbage, like last night when I woke myself up twice with nightmares. I did all the right things last night: I changed my bedding and had a shower and still was in bed early, felt all cozy, and...still had a miserable night. That feels like an effect as much as a cause of why I'm so tired now though.