On the night after the post-celebration at Baron Pierre's event venue, I find myself getting trouble sleeping.
As soon as I retire to my bed, I can't get my mind off of something that I can't even wrap my head around in the first place. I feel somewhat heavy and unable to put my running train of thoughts at rest. It's as if something's trying to crop up the whole time.
"Ughhh... I can't sleep," I groaned in frustration while rolling back and forth on my bed.
I know for myself that I'm exhausted today. But even then, I still have the energy to stay up this late. What's more, I'm doing this for no good reason at all.
"If only there are cellphones around here... I would like to speak with Lewis through a midnight call. I never tried something like that before..." I mused out loud with a giddy smile, rolling on my stomach and squeezing a pillow in my arms.
