I can sleep when I’m dead, but I can sleep right now also.

I have nothing and everything to say and yet the words that are there aren’t really there at all. What is there is a wall, one that I cannot seem to scale tonight. I think it’s because I’m actually tired and making myself stay awake as opposed to being an insomniac and not being able to sleep. My brain doesn’t want me writing, it wants me sleeping. So, I guess that’s where I’ll go for now.


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