Harper is sleeping soundly through the night for the first time in weeks, and while I am relieved, I also feel that this is the act of something far greater than myself. Demon, God, a psychopath raging mental warfare on my mind... I don't know. But I do know that if I don't do something to stop this madness, I am going to go insane.
Or was I already? Is that the real reason Carol left? The underlying truth? And somehow she is so vile and wicked that she left Harper with me, anyway?
Oh, these thoughts are maddening, more so than the beast that conjured them. I need a warm body beside me at night again. Or just to get laid. At least it would bring me back to reality for an hour- ha, who am I kidding? 20 minutes tops.
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