The downside is that sometimes what I read about is so fucking horrible that I can't get it out of my head and I end up with anxiety and/or panic attacks as well as nightmares.
*small voice* "I don't wanna go to bed, I'm scared."
Luckily Hubs is back from his movie with Jeebus so I'll get him to rub my back until I can fall asleep.
I'm checking out Me-Fest with S-girl tomorrow morning while Hubs takes Son and Baby Girl to Kung Fu.
So I do need some sleep.
And sorry I didn't write a poem today, Baby Girl had a massive crank-attack earlier this evening and I was busy with her.