I am incapable of falling asleep.
Not helped by the fact that it’s unsettlingly quiet in my house.
Except for the squeaking.
That sounds like mice.
Or a bird trapped in a room.
it’s the freaking fan.
And I still jump every time searching the area for rodents or dying animals before remembering “Oh it’s just the fucking broken fan again.”
Except it’s more like this…
…I should really stop being bored.
I may just be avoiding writing my 3 page paper due Monday night. Would I do that? Definitely not. Doesn’t sound like me at all.