Sheep number 956

I used to be able to sleep. It was phenomenal.

In high school I would sleep in until noon on the weekends. And I would only get up because my parents didn't want me to "sleep the day away."

But I don't know what happened.

And the most annoying part of it all is that I'm tired. So very tired all the time. Tired enough to feel like I'm going to pass out while driving. Yet as soon as I get in bed, nothing. I stare at the ceiling. Or at least what I can see of the ceiling. I reposition at least a dozen times. I sigh. Often. Out of frustration.

I've never tried counting sheep though.

How exactly does that work? Maybe it becomes so repetitive that you fall asleep out of complete boredom. That would be awful. Plus, my sheep would have more character than the average bed-jumping sheep.

They would be average color. Your typical black or white. Wouldn't want to get too psychedelic there. Not a fan of rainbow colored animals.

They would baa. Only because I find that noise to be rather humorous. But it wouldn't be the average sheep baa. It would be people doing impressions of the sheep. Each one would sound a little different.

And of course this would not take place in your typical grazing field. It would change scenes often. All based on the tone of the baa, of course.

I think they would be miniaturized.

I'm never sleeping again...