Sleeplessness

Sleeplessness knocked on her brains door. She said go away but it did not listen. It crept through the creaks of her door. It influenced the wheels in her brain, tempting the corpus callosum to communicate one side of the brain with another. When those sparks flew, there was no stopping the flow of thought, wakefulness, and snot. Yes, snot. The evil snot is what coaxed her ever so gently into waking at 2am. She laid there, hoping, praying that it either be 4:45am or she could fall asleep again. Alas, the snot had other intentions. It tickled her nose and ran down as fast as it could. Luckily, she has toilet paper next to her bed for this very instance. Just when she thought her fight was over, her bladder came into the mix! Oh no, she thought! Now she would HAVE to get up from the comforts and warmth of her bed! She was cursing the snot in her mind as she rose from bed. Now it's 3:28 in her world and she is still not tired. Maybe she can trick her brain and force it to shut down. Maybe. Maybe. Maybejddxkvxd