I can’t sleep again. It’s been the fourth night in a row now. (Well, it was more, but I’d like to document only recent extremities).
I would love to blame you for that, but you don’t exist.
My thoughts, like sirens in the sea, are luring me to toy with the rusty flow of my mind.
I need a diversion. But the problem with them is…you get involved.
– Chatty Owl –