So, it appears to be midnight. Despite the last two hours I have spent tossing in bed, it seems that I am undoubtably, and unfortunately, wide awake.
It's a blessing in disguise, I guess. Every time I get all excited about something, I find that I can't sleep. Fantastic, because I get all sorts of ideas. But, when you really think about it, it sucks entirely because not only am I dead tired in the morning but I also have forgotten all those great ideas by the time I wake up.
The cure? Cheerios. Thank God for those tiny little wheat life savers floating in the white pond of milk. After this bowl, I'll be dead in bed.
I think.
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