I have a really big fear that when I go to sleep and I wake up, I'll have a completely different life and this life is one that I just conjured up in my mind and I'm actually some middle aged woman named Rhonda with three kids and I'm divorced, working a dead end job, and my boss is sleeping with my daughter and I sound like I'm joking but I got not even two hours of sleep last night, didn't sleep at all the night before, and its 2:23 and I have an irrational fear of sleep.. Or rather, what I'll find when I wake up and oh God I'm crying