I must be better

I must be, otherwise, I would still be laying in my bed fast asleep. The first thing to come back full force of course, had to be my insomnia. I've been tossing and turning in bed for the last few hours, trying desperately to go back to sleep. I lost the battle and decided to come to the computer, I wanted to see if you were online, I know you have the same difficulties at night that I have. You have been the star of my dreams the last few nights, it doesn't help when the girls are always asking about you either. Every time they come over, they see the key chain I bought for you, Bad Badtz-Maru, hanging above my bed and they question me all about you. It's so weird, they have never ever liked a man that I have brought home, they haven't even met you and I think that they really like you. Why? Why did they have to get involved in all of this mess? They talk about you constantly, asking questions all of the time, wondering if you are better yet and when I'm going to send that to you, I haven't got the heart to tell them the truth about you, it just might crush their little hearts.

It's so damn cold over here by the computer, I need to make a cup of tea and get back under the blankets. I'll make a cup of Sleepy Time, I need a few more hours of sleep before I must face J.