after you, who?
Late night. Well, just past midnight. Thinking. At least, thoughts filling my head, preventing sleep. Numbing numbing. Nonsense. Lost track, lost tack. Getting up to get a glass of water. To take my pill with. What a pill. What a guy. What a fool am I. To think my aching heart could kid the mooncake. Not bad for a return post. This could be the start of something stupid.