I hate those nights where I know there is no hope left for sleeping so I just lay there in bed and let my thoughts run amuck and then they go too far and my brain goes into overdrive and suddenly everything becomes so funny and I can't stop myself from quietly laughing and I think, surely enough, I've gone mad.
I hate those nights where I know there is no hope left for sleeping so I just lay there in bed and let my thoughts run amuck and then they go too far and my brain goes into overdrive and suddenly everything becomes so funny and I can't stop myself from quietly laughing and I think, surely enough, I've gone mad.