I used to baby-sit for a small child who had a condition known as overtiredness, or fighting sleep. She would cry and cry and cry because she was miserable because she was tired, not realizing that all she had to do to stop being tired was to stop crying and go to sleep. Why am I bringing this up? Well, I am starting to think that yesterday's overtired infants are today's insomniacs.
Just a thought.
I don't have anything substantial to say, I'm too tired and far too happy. No one cares what happy people have to say. Happy people should shut up, because when you're miserable all those cliches that happy people spout just don't make you feel any better, and the only people who will listen to you and know that you're right about anything are the people that have better things to do than listen to you in the first place. When you're miserable you're interesting. When you're happy, you're just... dull. Luckily if you're happy you're not as concerned with being fascinating, you're busy being happy. It's really a pretty fair trade, I guess. If anything, happy people get the better end of the deal.
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