I don’t sleep, I dream.
Being awake at 5:35am, despite what you may think, is NOT fun, especially if you aren’t engaging in any of the following:
1) Doing it. And even then, at 5:30, you are most likely thinking to yourself: WHEN WILL THIS TORTURE END? I JUST WANT TO GO TO SLEEP BUT I DON’T WANT HIM TO THINK I DON’T WANT TO DO IT EVER SO I WILL JUST PRETEND TO BE AWAKE NOW, SURELY HE WILL BE DONE SOON? WHY DID I WAKE UP?
2) Drinking at some 24 hour establishment. And even then, you are likely thinking: How can I puke without anyone noticing? How can I pretend to drink this shot this weird dude who won’t leave just bought me? Maybe If I go to the bathroom and doze off for a few minutes I can continue to party? Did I really just pay 5 dollars for this cup of dirty water?
3) Eating at some 24 hour establishment. Again though.. this is what goes through my mind: why did I order every single type of fried appetizer? How can I have drank this entire pot of coffee and still want to pass out in this booth? Oh no, my friend is telling me some extremely painful memory from their past and I can barely understand them because all I can think of is BED BED BED and not how hurt they were when their 7th grade boyfriend started going out with someone else and never told them and now they have always had trust issues and OMG WHEN ARE WE GOING TO GET HOME SO I CAN SLEEP?
So in conclusion, 5:35am, awake and not asleep: sucks. Off to bed I go with my Ipod and a Law & Order to make me sleep. Please, Bobby Goren: you’re my only hope.
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