Tick Tock [short story]

come soon, s[l]eep

Monday, August 12th, XXXX ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀07:01

United States of America

NXX XXXX

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Some nights, I’m able to sleep. I’ll grow tired eventually, and I’ll drift off, right then and there, even as I’m holding pen to paper.

Other nights, I’ll lay in bed, get up, do a few stretches, warm up a glass of milk, pace, and lie back down in bed. My body will want to sleep. I’ll yawn. But I still can’t sleep. My mind is sparking and fizzing and I feel restless.

It’s contradictory, because my body is so weighed down. And I want to sleep. But I’ll stay awake until the crack of dawn.

But today’s the first day of school. I’m not ready. I might never be. But I have to go.