Asleep

I am tired. Deadly tired.

But I cannot just rest. I wanted to finish my cnf and revise my poems. Actually I am excited to write as soon as I can. I also have to read Neruda's Odes to Common Things as my homework.

But my head is becoming heavy and so are my eyes. My bed is so enticing that I just wanted to...














"Zzzzzzzzzzzzz"