Sleep was hard to come by last night, with my cold, and all. I awoke repeatedly in the early morning hours, but did my best to avoid coughing (because the phlegm is too tarry to evacuate without a massive, painful effort).
About 2 a.m., I got the urge to moan. Not necessarily because I had to, but because there is something soothing about moaning. So, I moaned, and felt comforted by doing so.
I've often thought that I'm just a step or two away from displaying symptoms of Tourette's Syndrome. I thought it would feel comfortable to babble nonsense at 2 a.m. So, I babbled, and felt comforted by doing so.
And people wonder why I have such a hard time getting up in the morning!
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