A friend and I coined a name for this kind of situation wherein you stay awake well into the wee hours of the morning for no reason at all. We called it Club Insomnia. Come to think of it, I think I already used this title for one of my posts a while back...
Anyway, I'm about to become a certified insomniac... Granted, my work load in the office has slightly "improved" (better time management) but for some reason, my mind just can't seem to adjust... Its as if its always on the go, never letting me sleep... and to think I haven't even had a cup of coffee in a while...
Tonight, I became desperate. Desperate for sleep. Desperate to do something that will put me or send me to a lovely trip to a place called dreamland: added some new pics into my Matchbox album, turned myself into a lurker (stalker/idiot) of sorts by checking into the profiles and pictures/albums of people that I know, adding a new blog... all in the hopes that I would eventually get sleepy and start having a good night's rest... which unfortunately, is not the case...
Looks like I have to go to my last resort of counting sheep just to get some sleep...
