I have since then misplaced those very glasses, my new ones from last year.
I should truly go to bed.
I am eating a banana to help my pang of hunger. I have not eaten today. Dinner was too gross.
My bed is totally calling me with Billy on it but I am refusing to go to bed. I want to confide my fears and muster brave noble courage at anything that may come our way. I want to confide in the night.