The Midterms

As I sit here once again unable to sleep, I sit and think to myself that there is a way out. And that way is through my work. I'm not talking about the job that I got to everyday, I'm talking about the volunteer one, the one that actually is in the same vein as the career I want. If I immerse myself in my work then maybe I can forget about everything else. I've done it before and I can do it again. But at what cost. The first time I did it I had nothing left to lose, this time is quite a bit different. It doesn't help that there is a big part of me that is afraid that I'm just setting myself up for the same kind of fall that has happened before. I don't know, as usual I can't make sense of anything.