Nov 15, 2005 01:55
love is like one of those mobiles in a babys crib:
it hangs over your head distracting you while youre trying to sleep when you have a crazy-important psych exam at 8 oclock in the morning that you cant screw up
("imagine me trying, too hard, to put you from my mind")
nevertheless, i love my life
i just made myself this stuff called 'golden slumbers tea' so i should be out in the next 20 minutes
gotta love mother nature for finding ways to knock me out
maybe i should look into these sleep problems...