Tomorrow

Here I speak

with my physical awareness down to zero, or zero point one because I can still write here.

I have the urge to lie on my bed until the next time the sun rises.

Which is tomorrow morning.

And since I woke up today, 7:16am until 6.45pm,

which is just almost 12 hours, my mind hasn't stopped functioning.

explains why I'm still considered a sane person to the public eye.

its 9:28pm now,

here I go,

to wonderland,

to tomorrow,

to yesterday,

to the next day,

to my bed,

my soft and awesome bed,

my warm and cozy bed,

my amazing bed,

my lovely bed.

Tomorrow.. I work on my work.

I am working *YAY* as a boy who takes pictures.

until I get some rest again,

I am insane,

good night