Sleep, Where Are You?

Night has fallen, and the moon shines hauntingly down onto the freshly fallen snow. I lie wide awake even though I must be up in just a few hours.

I close my eyes willing sleep to embrace me. However, time seems to be against me. One hour passes, then two, three...

I toss and turn. I stare up into the darkness towards my ceiling. Another hour passes. I glance at the clock - 1:30am... It may as well be 1:30 in the afternoon with how awake I feel. Perhaps if I get out of bed and move about then sleep will come looking for me instead.

Another hour and a half of precious time gone... Sleep still has yet to make even an inkling of an appearance.

I think back on the previous day. It was filled with so much joy, friendship, and fun. Amazing memories had been made. Perhaps sleep is evading me because it knows how difficult it is when a fantastic day has to end.

Another half hour is steadily passing, and I have to wonder...will sleep come at all tonight? I hold onto hope, and if it doesn't, then I will praise the good Lord for every cup of coffee that will help me get through the rest of my upcoming day.

Either way, it should be quite an interesting adventure.