No reason to stay awake
My work will not vanish
Therefore I go to sleep
In the morning I'll be famished

Because I had dinner too late
And to little at that,
I feel i need to shower
But instead I'll wear a hat

Tomorrow I'll wake again,
To the work i had not finished
And start again with my cereal blueberries because that is what i have every fucking morning and i'm getting so damned sick of it.

poem by Jenny Cohrs