For some reason, I don't feel like sleeping at all. (I only had one drink so it's not because of that).. I remember in 'James Bond: die another day' the villain said that sleeping was a waste of time and that he could achieve so much more by using his sleep time for other activities.
Maybe it's just the fear that if I fall asleep, this weekend would pass all too quickly again.. (and in no time I'll be whining about going back to camp again) or maybe it's the fact that I've been having too many late Friday nights in contrast to this, making it feel so out of place.
Sitting here waiting for something interesting to happen isn't exactly very productive as well.. sometimes I just feel so 'out there', floating around in space.. a very cold and dark space.
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