Insomnia Journals

I don't really have insomnia. This is a weird night. I went bed around midnight (which is really late for me) only to wake up at 3 am ready to start my day. Try as I might, I could not fall back asleep. But, truthfully, I didn't really want to. I was having one of those really boring dreams where its super short and just replays over and over and over. Kind of like a record that keeps skipping. So now I am writing this blog at 4:36 am while listening to Frank Sinatra. While this is fun in itself, I fear that I will be dead by this afternoon. And I have a ton of tests to study for. How very inconvenient. Maybe I'll go get an early jump on that... I've got nothing better to do!