Nothing new to post about. Couldn't sleep last night. Went to bed/sleep FINALLY about 3 AM. Slept til 10. Feel like I've been hit by a truck. Physically. Emotionally. Mentally. Spriritually. Just flattened. Like all of the air has gone out of a balloon. The balloon is still there, but you have to decide if you have enough in you to blow it back up or if you just want to throw it away. Because lying there on the floor, holding no air, not doing anything that it's capable of doing, the balloon is useless.