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Sitting here pondering how I should be going to bed since every morning I wake up and swear that I will go to bed earlier. But instead I sit here staring at the computer. The TV is on in the background and the lights turned down low in what would seem like a very sleep friendly environment. Yet here I sit, awake. Finny is curled up in the corner by the radiator, occasionally flipping his tail up when I whisper his name because it amuses me to see his tail flip around. I should be sleepy. I didn't get a lot of sleep last night and it was a very long day at work. I even went for a long cold walk tonight. I have a crossword puzzle that I will attempt before going to bed. I don't know why, I just will. I should just go to bed, I know I will fall asleep. It's not like there is a boogey man under my bed. Dust bunnies maybe, but that's it. Besides, I love curling up in my blankets with my head sandwiched between pillows. I just need to turn my brain off, stop thinking, and close my eyes. Ok I've talked myself into it, Im off to bed.

Crap, do I need to iron a shirt for tomorrow?