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That’s right, it is the title of a great song by The Servant, it is what strikes you on a Saturday morning, it is what has been bugging me for the last 20 years, and, marry, it is what completeley destoyed me yesterday night. Because it must have been one of the worst insomniac nights I’ve ever gone through. Of course, there have been worse, but last night was very high up on the list as well. The reason? A stupid, common cold. That’s right, I got sick, and instead of resting as I should have in order to getting better, my mind says, hey, why don’t we take advantage that the host can’t breathe and will have trouble sleeping, and start a fraking circus? Cruel, yes it was. But I survived. Hope tonight turns out calmer and the circus shuts up for once. Cheers.
Tags: Acefspades, cheers, circus, common cold, insomnia, mind, night, sick, sleep, Sleep Deprivation, The Servant, Write Your SoulPosted in My Reality