As I count sheep

[winona__ryder]

I don't know why I'm awake. One of those nights where you can't possibly force yourself to sleep. Every time you look back over at the clock either an hour has gone by or a minute. I think about things that are imaginary. Like what the difference between art nouveau and art deco is. Or where the expression 'let the cat out of the bag' came from.

Comments

[colette_trudeau]

I'm awake as well. Insomniacs unite.

[winona__ryder]

The more the merrier.