Father started out a new job yesterday and it was definitely worth writing about in my journal.
But I just stared at the book last night.
I simply couldn't put my thoughts into words.

It's very hard for me to concentrate these days.
I can't even read the Reader's Digest, let alone a book.

Then, I woke up in the middle of the night, unable to fall back asleep after that.
Even the classics in the cd player fail to calm me down.

Definitely taking an extra pill tonight.