It's 1:08 AM and I am really really tired.
It's been a really tiring week and I've been trying so hard to focus and get some decent sleep. It feels like jumping up and down without the aid of a trampoline. After a five-minute reflection, I conclude this is being brought upon by me and me alone. Jumping up and down is a choice.
It's 1: 11 AM and I am choosing sleep over my insomniac whims.
