2:41 am - Wednesday, Feb. 05, 2003
Song: Landslide - Dixie Chicks
Up in the middle of the night and not quite sure. Where�s the timer that says I shouldn�t sleep any longer? It beeps in my mind only and I�m faced with being alert after just a few hours.
My throat is sore, and my head hurts, and it�ll be gone by morning. It�s the early to sleep, wake up, call Chris, sleep and go to school ritual. You can�t have a healthy two am.
The country station is playing, but I�m not so sure I turned it on before I slept. On the other hand, it�s easy to forget such simple events. I pick up the remote and hit tuner many nights. I dislike so highly silent rooms. Music fills it in tiny volume and it just seems right.
A room with improperly sealed windows is chilled at this hour, despite the warmth of the current days. I regress; it�s once again bedtime.
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