I want to sleep but my mind is running like a wildfire.
I flip open my books, armed with highlighters but my brain refuses to give leeway to any knowledge i attempt to shove into the gray matter.
The room is spotless from last night's cleaning spree.
I wish to be home. Family a glance away. The idiotbox blaring. The alley cat stretching on my sofa seat. Sweltering weather. But I'm miles away and I know what needs to be done.
How frustrating.
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