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Some nights you really want to sleep. Some nights, you just don't. It's not always so much to do with what your day was like, it's just the way it is. Maybe you're just not tired, but then maybe you are and you just don't want to give in. Could be that you've got too much to do, or that you don't feel like doing anything and sleep is simply one more thing you don't want to do. Maybe there's a reason for this-- premonitions of haunting dreams you'll not remember forcing you to rail against the onslaught of heavy lids-- damned if you know. You don't want to sleep.

And you don't have to.

You've got responsibilities in the morning, that's for sure. The clock creeps forward, or leaps in fits and starts, or races faster and faster as the hour grows later. You're just not done being awake, and it doesn't matter. Fill that time however you must until you're satisfied or too tired to care any longer. That's how it goes-- tomorrow be damned, I'm not done with tonight.