Sometimes.

Day 24.

Day by day it's still the same.
I thought it would feel longer each day and in a way I suppose it does.
But it's also a lot faster than I expected.

3.5 hours before I have to get up for work and I still can't sleep.
It's not that I'm not tired. I really am.
Just that it's not enough to put aside all the nightmares and thoughts in my mind.

Sometimes, just sometimes, it almost feels like there was never an "us".