Day Three, Afternoon

I can't sleep. I'm not hungry. It seems
so typical and cliche, I hate it. I am tired of draining
myself over something that I don't know if I want
anymore. I feel like I'm fighting, fighting a
variety of emotions. When it's good, it's great. I'm
so happy and I love everything. I have never felt so
free and alive. But when it's hard, I literally
wear out. It drowns me. What kind of choice is this?