I hate heartburn.

I've been sitting here for the past hour or so, suffering from heartburn. Oh I hate it. Blah, blah, blah, I know I am complaining but it down right sucks. How come, when there are millions of reasons to smile, and be happy, I think of the few reasons that do not? I guess its just hormones or something. I am usually a very very positive person. Oh but I am in dire need of a nap. I am actually thankful that I feel tired. I have been having trouble sleeping for a couple of weeks. It seems like I can survive on 4 or so hours of sleep. I guess I am just practicing.