4 p.m.outside, the clouds are rolling in. thunder is heard in the distance. the sky has already turned into a shade of gloomy grey. drizzles have started falling onto the roof.
in the room, the curtains are billowing blown by the gentle breeze brought by the drizzle...but WHY THE HECK CAN'T I FALL ASLEEP? isn't this the perfect weather to catch a siesta; a nap; forty winks or whatever reincarnation of the word you can come out with.
the snooze has always eluded me. oh, will i ever get my siesta when all the shops close in the quaint streets of spain? que sera sera...
even the mild flu cannot help me to get my break. blame those two blokes who made me stay on msn till 2a.m. for this flu. the typical symptom of lack of sleep.
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