If I Told You...

*~*nearly 2 a.m.*~*
If I told you what I was doing while up this late at night, you'd think I was crazy.

And if you knew that I was planning to make a long trip tomorrow on little sleep, you might worry about me. (But please don't. Seriously.)

But if I told you why I was up this late, I can almost guarantee you'd think I was certifiable.

And who knows? You may be right; I may be crazy.

But if I am, it's a harmless kind. I couldn't even harm something that harms a fly.

Time to turn out the lights and experience some blepharoptosis.