Insomniac's trip

It is officially morning, the sun has risen. I still have not gotten a wink of sleep. I’m tired and dazed. I am in that state where I am about to float into oblivion. I like it. It’s sick. But I can’t help it. I embrace what i cannot change. & make excuses for my failures with a smile. I think my stomach is getting hungry, but I’m too lazy to eat. So I think I’ll just wait it out until I wake up, if i get any sleep at all.

I love sleeping. I have every reason. It’s the only part of the day my brain’s not on overdrive. I think I also talk in my sleep. I know I talk to myself all the time. It’s one of my strange habits that bequests me with those funny looks.

So I went to the mall last night. We were there until one by one the stores started closing. Funny so much of life revolves around the notion of time. At precisely 8:30 p.m. some of the fast food places started offering discounts. At approximately 8:45 p.m. most of the lights were dimmed. At 8:55 p.m. all of the metal gates were pulled down, and we were still in one of the stores.

I felt sad for the puppies who were still trapped in their cages. 9:00 p.m. marks the time when everyone gets to go home. But the puppies and other small animals that were in the pet store will remain in their cages.