sleepless madness

because I don't want to miss a thing, not even in my own mind, all by myself, even when I don't wanna be, I enjoy the experience of being so much that I find the bleariest awakeness preferable to the bliss of clarity that comes from a full restful regular sleep cycle...

so though the best laid plans, intentions, and wisdom would lead me to sleep long tonight (that was the plan, man), but the madness kept me awake and the fool did not do laundry, see... I sat down here telling myself I would let myself fall asleep even though I desperately need to do laundry and instead, I read and wrote and dreamed and here we are, hours and hour later, still awake... with dirty laundry...

blame it on craig... but I still love you :)