Prologue

It's hard to get some sleep sometimes. When you feel the weight of the world coming down on you like a hundred pounds of water, keeping you from the deep inhales you're so desperate to take into your lungs. All the frustrations of your day flooding back into your head when all you want to do is drift into that sweet, blissful film of unconsciousness. We all have those nights, like where your ass of a boss flipped on you for no reason, or when your arrogant friend asks and asks for things and never does anything for you in return. When you're just fed up with the world in it's entirety, and you wonder to yourself if it's really all worth continuing.

Well I've been having more and more of those nights lately. It started about a week ago, and by "it" I mean, well I'm not completely sure.