And so what do I do when sleep eludes me? I think. Then think again. Then rethink what I've thought. Repeat (until my counsciousness fades, that is). My brain then goes into overdrive and sleep goes further and further away from my grasp.
And so here I am. Sleepless and getting hungrier by the minute. Thinking about random things. Why is it so easy to get sleepy when you're in class or at work? And if you tell me that my examples are boring activities, shouldn't lying on one's own bed with all the lights off and with no one to talk to be a lot more boring? Bah. Maybe I should start counting sheep.
1 sheep...
2 sheeps...
3 sheeps...
When I count sheeps, I imagine them jumping over my head one at a time. Do you do that too? Wouldn't it be more logical to think of sheeps grazing on green grass at a meadow and then count them? I mean, sheeps wouldn't normally fly over our heads, you know. Gah. I'm getting sidetracked here.
4 sheeps...
5 sheeps...
6 sheeps...
Maybe I should count birds instead. Nah. Too noisy. I end up thinking about those birds happily chirping outside my bedroom window whenever I wake up in Cavite.
7 sheeps...
8 sheeps...
9 sheeps...
And why do I think only of white sheeps? Oh poor black sheeps, neglected by my imagination. :(
10 sheeps...
I really should stop this.
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