So tired. But can't sleep. So full. But still hungry. So dead. But must assignment. Don't you just hate it when life tries to screw everything up. It has this nasty knack of being perfectly able to mess with everything so completely that it's just on another level.
But I don't want to assignment. Even though I have to. So much lactic acid corroding my muscle strength. Typing is becoming so much harder. I have to finish this assignment so I'm gonna cut this short today.
I don't feel like dancing,
The Sleepless Dreamer
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