It's about 1:30 AM. I wish I didn't have to go to sleep. Sleep is necessary, but I want to just stay up all night and read and draw. Bleh. There are some things I like about sleep. I like dreams. They can be strange and fantastic, full of color and emotion, filled with intriguing and unique ideas. Except for the bad parts in dreams, which are just unsavory. I also like how rested and refreshed you are after sleep. Sometimes you just have a bad day, and sleeping resets you so you can start over.

Off to sleep then, after I write just a bit. Goodnight.