Why ?


Why is the middle of the night the ONLY time my brain seems to function like I want it to? During the day it bounces and skitters like a ping pong ball in a wind storm or floats in a strange soft fog. But let the midnight bell toll and things start to come into focus. It is a strange phenomenon I shall attribute to the well known midnight oil theory. That must be what loosens the rusty gears in my head and gets them turning. However, that same oil must be what makes sleep keep slipsliding away.



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