Wishes

It's 2.30 freaking am and yet I am not asleep. My head starting to hurt somehow. Probably going to hit the pills again if the whole sleeping-therapy thing is not going to work.

I have work to attend tomorrow. Bet I am going to be a walking zombie by the lake tomorrow. Hope I don't sleep-walked into the lake instead. As my previous post I stated that I am going to be around Shah Alam lake tomorrow doing God knows what and with God knows who.

I am not someone you would invite to a sleepover as it is hard for me to fall asleep. I would ended up watching you sleeping. Everybody who had me over to their place would have known the fact it's hard to get Eryn to sleep even though she just travelled from east to west in a single day trip or hitting her head with a frying pan doesn't seem to be working neither. I wouldn't doze off.

This whole insomnia issue got to be resolved by New Year as I am killing myself softly pieces and bits everyday.

Checimy, I need you. Please come back home.

It's already 3am. Need to put my soul to rest or at least try to do so. I won't try to count flying sheep or try to recite the alphabets backwards, probably just lay down and think of a solid topic to blog on. I don't want to bore my faithful  readers in reading snippets of my daily musings.

Yes Eryn, please flip the light bulb back on. Please don't let these people down. They've waited for the whole 3 long-ass donkey years and all you've talked about so far is your twisted sunshine, crying under water and a picture of a Diet Coke?!

May I have a splendid Wednesday by the lake tomorrow.

Night my Loves.

Short notes:

I wish I didn't have these doubts and I wish I didn't have to wonder just what you are doing now.

Well, probably you're just sleeping. I miss your snores.