Train of Thought

I slept in until 3:30pm today
At 12:30 I took a quick break for some food, but shortly headed back for the sack.
In the midst of my slumber I supposedly muttered to Andrew that "I'm not gunna lie, this feels really good" And I wasn't lying, it felt really, really good. You see, this past week I have had THE WORST time falling asleep, even with medical assistance from my friends at Lunesta inc. I've dealt with insomnia for a long time now, but have mosty had things under wraps. I've got a lot of things on my mind I guess. blasts from the pasts, but not neccessarily a blast to think about. The kind of nostaligia that's not the best to ponder.
I'm going on 6 years of treading water in a deep deep body of water. Luckily lately I've managed to keep my head above the surface and actually tighten and tone as i do so :) But there have been times where my mind and body give up, and I hold my breath as I sink. It's been a while since Ive felt close to drowning, but it's a constant workout for me as a whole. I'm fine. So no one rush to call the lifeguard, I've become very strong doing so. Treading water for six years? Can you imagine the gluteous maximas I've got? My bulging biceps? That's the beauty of a struggle. How strong it can make you as time passes. It shapes and forms you into who you are and who you will be.