I am so tired from my journey back home. All I want to do is sleep. I just hope I will not have anymore of the nightmares, which have plagued me since that unfortunate incident. God, I wish they would go away. I haven't really had a good night's sleep since the incident.
Tonight, though, I am actually going to get a full night's sleep no matter what it takes. I have already seen a doctor about this when I was still in Paris. He prescribed some sleeping pills for me to take if the nightmares did not go away. I haven't used them yet, as I am afraid of becoming addicted and also being unable to react in time if something else happened. But I will tonight. I cannot take another sleepless night. The lack of sleep is probably butchering what there is of my good health!
I skip my mail that I have accumulated over my period of absence and head straight for my master bedroom. I can barely keep my eyes open, and it is but five in the afternoon! I truly am tired. I go over to the windows and pull the curtains closed. I don't even bother getting undressed and changed into my nightclothes. As soon as I lay my head upon the pillows, I am asleep.