I hate going to sleep…
October 15, 2012 § 23 Comments
…on days where I did wonderful things. I want to sit propped up in my white bed and think about it. I do not want to close my eyes and have to fall asleep, i do not want to count sheep and not think about my pretty day. I want to sit here in my bed eyes wide open recollecting each smile that graced me, each laugh that gladdened me, each activity that adrenalized me while making my heart beat bright.