Red Digital Numbers

12:03 am. That's the time. My cheap digital alarm clock says so. With every passing second the little red digital numbers remind me that the evening drags on. Three nights in a row this has happened. I can't sleep. Something is not right. What it is I can't figure out. Stress. Stubborness. Restlesness. Frustration. Who knows really. Maybe all of the above. The fact remains, however, that this can not go on. My will must be stronger than my body. My will screams a resounding 'no'! My body screams 'please'! It's just like what I imagine a brides body would scream after the first caress of her groom. Longing. She would long to be one. I just long to sleep. Somehow that seems enough for the moment.