The dull, throbbing light from the laptop.
The sharp, pounding pain in my head. The dinner burning with a vengeance in my stomach.
The wave after wave of Japanese and Korean pop music my playlist is chucking at me.
Alright World, you win. I can't get the fuck to sleep.
Now I'll probably stay up till 2am, pondering about the significance of Oxford Commas, or crying my eyes out to some Radiohead song.
Someone up there must really, really hate me.
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