Year of the Boar, Thirteenth Month, Day 13.

 I awoke screaming from another blood-soaked nightmare. Airi did her best to calm me but in my fright, I did not recognise her and could not remember where I was. It took Airi and Atsuko to restrain me so that I did not run out into the night. The dream was fragmented, terrifying in its lack of cohesion. I recall little of it now except for the skin-crawling terror which overwhelmed me. It was the first time in several nights that my sleep has been so disturbed and I do not know what caused it. 

I feel so tired. No.. more than tired. Exhausted. Again. This feeling is so familiar; it is like an old family friend who has outstayed their welcome but keeps returning nonetheless. I wish I could sleep and wake feeling refreshed. I wish I could sleep and wake feeling like I had slept... I have been afraid to go back to sleep since and now my eyes are burning but I know that if I succumb, I will simply wake screaming again and I am humiliated enough that Airi has seen me in such a state.