I’m awake and I can’t sleep. The more I’m awake, the more I see, and the harder to sleep.

I’m just an insomniac struggling for a night where I don’t dream of you anymore.

Boy needs to get a good night’s sleep. Otherwise, he’ll be lucky to get accepted at SUNY-So Far Upstate You Might As Well Be In Canada, eh?

He was afraid of touching his own wrist. He never attempted to sleep on his left side, even in those dismal hours of the night when the insomniac longs for a third side after trying...