11:07 a.m. and my night is done
Sep. 6th, 2003 11:07 amI don't sleep in very well. Unless I'm ill, 10:30 rolls around and my heart starts to beat faster, my toes start to itch, and I feel like I'm missing something out in the world, and I have to get up and go see what's doing out there.
So it's 11:11. Make a wish.
It's time to write some scenes.
So it's 11:11. Make a wish.
It's time to write some scenes.