I can’t sleep. I can’t sleep. A quart of carrot juice. One good movie. One bad movie. Finished a book. Midnight snacked, then one a.m. snacked, then two, now three. I feel like there are options, but I don’t know what they are. I want to ask for help, but don’t know who to ask. I want to wake up early, I know I won’t. Fuck. I can’t sleep.