Déjà vu

In the bag left by Tom I found sleeping pills. He must had known that I would have troubles with closing my eyes peacefully. I took one. They were strong enough to make me fall asleep couple of minutes later.

I slept for fourteen hours and still, woke up feeling exhausted. I couldn’t tell if it was because of my physical or mental condition…

I felt pathetic. I was writing about strong, determined characters while being this weak.