Sleep will never come.
Morning will never come.
Book will never come.
Sign on door for Mr. FedEx man, just on the off chance (hahaha) that he arrives before I bounce out of bed at 7 or 8 or whatever.
So many people have the book. Need the book. Must Have The Book.
*ponderings* I'm an adult. I could find some kids and push them down and take their books. That wouldn't be as wrong as not having the book, right?