lamb in the dark

tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick...

this is not my hallucination. i can hear it loud and clear... yes, the hour-hand clock coming from right where the living room is.. this is bad. time check: 3.11am. if at this hour im still hearing the clock ticking away, im quite sure im not in bed, yet, or more correctly, in my dreamland.

why the hell would i not want to sleep at this hour? i lay wide awake from 12.35am.. time check: 3.12am.. my head still spins with the subtle thong thong thong.. headache... out in the dark here, the tiniest bit of movement will seem like an elephant's act. this is no easy feat, as i try to master the art of mute typing and as if to find out whether the malicious glaring light from in front of me wont cause me more harm than good.

who's to blame and who can i blame? such a time calls for me to sentence the moustache man guilty and charged..... and o yes, taking too much liquid at night does gives one the pees..