| Sleepless Nights The bright lights casted the only light into the room. The sound of traffic and cars blarring their horns could be heard all the way up on his 30th floor pent house. He rolled over, grunting as he covered his ears with his pillow in hope to drown out the noise. He had no such luck. He rolled onto his back, throwing the pillow across the room and kicking off his covers in a fit of anger. He hated this city. Because of the fake people that filled it. Because of the lonliness he felt when he was away from his loved ones. Because of the sleepless nights from the lights and sounds. And the list could go on. He would much perfer the coldness of the snow in his hometown St. Paul over the warm sunshine of LA any day. It was 39 days and counting till he could return to his beloved Minnosota. Till then he�ll just have to deal with the lonely sleepless nights here in California. |
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