I want to go home

it's 1:30am and I can't sleep again...still. I couldn't sleep last night. I couldn't sleep at anytime prior to the wedding. and it doesn't look like my losing streak is going to end any time soon.

a friend of mine told me someone gave her their theory on insomnia due to higher altitudes. I hate denver. I swear it's a city run by oxygen-deprived outdoor-enthusiast freaks fueled by pure adrenaline and granola. but then again, I am just in a supremely shitty mood and very, very tired. we've not had sex in the past few days because I'm just too tired to act interested. at least he understands and lets me lie unmoving on the couch for hours on end.

it's now the day after I had written the 2 previous paragraphs. today I even got a short nap in and he canceled dinner with friends when I knocked out at 5:30pm, then made me dinner when I woke up at 8pm. so now, here's to hoping that I can fall back asleep...it's currently 11:30, and if I can manage a good night's sleep now, I'll get in my full 8 hours. how lovely would that be, to sleep through the night? I've really forgotten what that's like, and would like to rekindle that friendship once again...