Credit: Pascal Campion
Sometimes, I just can’t sleep. Sometimes, it’s not just because of a bad dream. Sometimes, it’s not just because of a good dream. Sometimes, I just can’t sleep.
I woke up and felt dizzy. My head head hurt so I sat back down. I formally put my clammy hands together and reached out for my water on the side of my table. Once steadied, I stud up and opened my curtains. There I saw, nothing. There was pitch black sky for miles. Sometimes, I just can’t sleep…
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