It's 4 in the morning // you know where I'll be..

Silence was the last word we spoke
3:35 pm at Wednesday, Feb. 11, 2004

Today my mom wakes me up saying that it's 6:30 and I'm going to miss the bus if I don't hurry. So of course I'm rushing to get everything done that I need to before the bus comes. I'm standing at the front door waiting for the bus and I notice that it was unusually dark for 6:30, so I asked my mom why it was so dark. She looks at the clock, makes a face and then turns to me. I said to her "If you're about to tell me that it's 5:30, I'm never talking to you again." Unfortunately, I was correct and it was 5:30 in the morning; I was wide-awake and ready for school. I proceeded to go back to bed and sleep until the real 6:30. I think sometimes you have to be smarter than the thing you're trying to operate.

"So, here's to sleepless cold and dreams of insecurity.--HOPESFALL

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