I took my millionth heavy breathed sigh of the night and looked up pleadingly at the ceiling hoping for some relief to be dropped down. Perhaps some more sheep since I have ran out of them hours ago; or maybe a pill to lullaby me away.
I could not sleep last night. After about two hours of a mishmash version of sleep I woke up and started to stare at the ceiling. This is what I saw. No hope came…at least I had air circulation.
This is a video from Cadillac Sky that semi accurately recreates my evening.
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