I cannot sleep. Despite my exhaustion and my boredom my body refuses to let me sleep. My eyes are tired from the over-indulgence of the printed word. My back is tired from the hands' predilection for typing. My brain is tired from the onslaught of silent and never-ending run-on sentences born of a thought process that has tripled its speed out of a seeming necessity to keep itself busy. I am tired, but I cannot sleep.