To Sleep, or not to Sleep? Is it really a question I can control?
Sometimes. . . I can't Sleep. My body is exhausted, but my mind seems to be on a completely different page.
I lay down, close my eyes, and am ready for Sleep. . . when all of a sudden a flood of thoughts rush into my mind! They aren't usually the flimsy pointless threads either. . . They always seem to be my biggest worries, or my biggest life plans.
How will I work out going to Utah State, and are the next three years really going to work out..??
How can I help motivate and create world peace?
These rushing rivers keep me up too many hours of the night. . .
Sleep. I love sleep.
I love the way it makes me feel. . .
To dream sweet dreams of euphoria. . .
I love Sleep.
Dear Sleep, I miss you.