My mind is racing even though I'm tired.
I want to sleep, but I want to think.
I want to read, but I want to be conscious enough to soak up every word.
It's amazing how the thought of reading 'the classics' in high school was dreadful,
and now I find them rivoting.
Wow, that was quick.
The drooping has begun.
Goodnight.
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