SLEEP...Sleep...sleep...

I feel myself drift, as the music softly plays, into the soft comfort of my dreams. My soft down pillow craddles my head, as my body slowly relaxes into sleep. The colors begin to stroon across my mind and the dreams begin to sway. My realities fade away for this dream I live for. The dream I live for is at night in my room asleep, and beautiful. It's only when I look up I realize this isn't a dream at all, it is my reality, and I can't sleep. Because for the first time reality is better than my dreams...