For some reason, unbeknownst to me, my body and mind want to get up at 2 in the morning.
Without fail, the last three nights in a row, I have awoken at 2AM.
I contemplate getting out of bed and making good use of my time, but I don't. If I didn't have to work I would. I would get up and write or read or play Gears of War, but I have to work. So I lay in bed and lay in bed and lay in bed and hope that sleep will once again grace me with its presence.