Oh How Random

As I lay here coughing uncontrollably every few minutes or so. I stare at the ceiling. I watch the ceiling fan go around and around. The wind beating against the house…now…not now…now again. I know there are thunderstorms near, but yet they are still far away. It is 12:45 AM CDT. Cough cough…cough cough. I should really go to the doctor in the morning. Why on Earth can’t I go back to sleep. Is it the coughing?  Is it my anticipation of the nearby thunderstorm?  Or maybe it’s the million and ten thoughts zipping around my head. I swear there is a thunderstorm going on in there at times.

12:51 AM CDT…Monday, April 7th, 2014. The coughing has managed to calm down enough so I can breathe. I am no longer looking at the ceiling fan go round as the dust seemed to be causing my cough to worsen. Hiding from dust, out of all things, under the cover. I literally see my thoughts leave my mind, and join the slightly dimmed screen of my phone. It’s kinda cool when you think about it.

12:56 AM CDT…Monday, April 7th, 2014.
I guess I will try this sleep thing again.

K. A. Smith


3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. viewsplash
    Apr 07, 2014 @ 11:57:07

    Cough really does make matters worse… like we keep spitting our brains out! Please take care! 😦



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