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I'm so drained. We got back from Anna's a few hours ago and dealing with her took such a toll on me. As much as I want to, I can't sleep. I can't leave my room either because he's sitting in the livingroom. The first thing he'll ask is what's wrong and I don't feel like talking.

He's so distracting. Every time is look at him I wonder what kind of woman he likes. Not that I think he would ever be into me, but I was curious. He never displayed many emotions, so I always keep it business as usual.

I know, I'll watch some anime. Maybe that will lull me to sleep. If even 2 Benadryl can't do it, I'm going to be screwed when I try to go to work tomorrow. This pisses me off. I'm tired, but can't sleep. My mind just won't turn off. Between trying to care for Anna and her situation and all of the other useless things from the past coming up, I'll die from exhaustion before anything else.

I hear him talking. No, reading. Is he reading out loud? Is he 5? Ugh... I can't help but listen though. His voice is so deep and soothing. Is this what kids feel when their parents are reading them stories? Hmm... how nice...