MAYBE I'M MEANT TO BE MARTIAN.

I get so disappointed, on the luxurious days off, when I have to go to sleep. This week is a taste of freedom like back during summer break in grade school. I have such a difficult time calling a night. I feel like a kid with all these great toys all over my floor and then I have to pick it up and leave it in the toy chest all night and go dream. This would be one of the reasons I would stop sleeping for longish periods when I was in France. There is just so much magnificence and possibility in a night sky. Now you're all saying "maybe she does need to go to sleep" - it's just a difficult feeling to explain in words. Just listen to my song.