Chapter 93 A Friendly Advice

• The night seems to drag on and sleep seems to be elusive, a figment of my imagination, something that has refused to come even though I've willed it. Believe me when I say that I've done almost everything to try and get my brain to relax but it seems to be an exercise in futility.
• I've tossed and turned, trying to shut off my brain activities by counting sheep, I've even tried praying, but that has never really worked out for me so I just gave up and resorted to tossing and turning.
• Look at me now - it's almost dawn and I'm still awake. Wide awake, actually.