It was at 3:46 am that I decided I forsure was not getting any sleep. Was it the change in scenery, the new, hotel-y pillow, or the thirteen year old guest who I rooming with? Whatever it was, its caused me to literally stay awake and think all night through. That was good. Caused me to get some hidden emotions and feelings out, if only in my subconscious.
Finally, at about 5:18, I texted my cousin, and she replied with “I’m sleeping.ttyl“… whoa sorry. Anyway, I didn’t wanna get up and disturb my young roommate who already hates me for coming back in the room so late last night, but MAN, I have no other option.
So now, I’m clicking away, in the dark, in my boxers. It’s still dark in Banff, but at least roomy is snoring loudly… uh oh, he stopped snoring.
k cya!
