Here I am. 1 a.m., wishing I could go to sleep. I'm so tired, but my brain won't shut down. Keeps replaying my night over and over and over. I hate that.
It snowed a little bit today. I miss the winters we had when I was a kid. When to snow would drift six feet high. Is that strange? I like winter. I love spring. And I think I'm rambling cuz I'm too tired.
Well, off to bed with me.
Now playing: Ronan Keating - When You Say Nothing At All