The room is dark. My mind is racing but I can’t keep one thought on track
Does he like me, Am I going to get fired, Will I get demoted and have to take a pay cut, Can I really meet Robbie Williams in a coffee shop when I don’t drink coffee and live in NJ, why can’t I meet him, does he like me.
Over and over the thoughts run around, never staying put, never staying for more then a second.
When I try to turn my brain off, I sit up and say, shut up shut up shut up. It’s 1 am time to sleep.
But sleep alludes me I think but next think I know it’s 3 am and I know I wasn’t awake.
Again I turn off my brain. Then it’s 9 am
It’s blog reading time and time to turn on my brain again.
