1:45am and I should be fast asleep. I am not. I can hardly hold my eyes open, and yet I cannot sleep.
I dream about being able to have a nap in the middle of the afternoon, I dream of sleeping in dark school hallways. I dream about sleep, and how lame is that?
Why, oh why oh why am I awake when I would prefer to be asleep?
They say you should count
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