The girl turned and asked me "Did I tell you I send dreams?"
This was what just popped into my head instead of me falling a sleep. It was a half-dream. I could see the girl talking to me. Young, black, pretty. She turned and said that. Weird.
I think her name was Ambien.
Insomnia has been a bit better lately. Not due to pharmaceutical assistance either. Today was another Wednesday at school. This year, my Wednesdays are like most people's Mondays. The problem with that is that I also have Mondays.
