Life begins at 3am

Yes.
It's 3 in the morning.
Yes.
Normal people would be sleeping at this time.
Yes.
Even the noisy and drunk hokkien speaking uncles across the road have gone to bed.
Yes.
School starts tomorrow.
Yes.
I should sleep.
Yes.
I really should sleep.
Then.
What am I doing up?
Seriously.
Shouldn't I be running in a field full of daffodils and petunias now?
Well.
It's because I can't.
I do.
I really do want to sleep.
Sleep.
Is what I want,
But I can't.
I have a condition.
Diagnosis?
Caffeine induced insomnia.
Coffee.
Did I think twice when I gulped it down?
No.
Did I foresee a night full of tossing and turning?
No.
Was I aware of an impending battle as I subjugate my body to succumb to sleep.
No.
Have I learned my lesson?
Yes.
Oh well.
Dumb ass.