I could roll over. That would be so easy. Just roll over, open your eyes, reach one hand out to grab your phone. That’s nothing. You can do that. You don’t even have to leave your warm blanket cocoon. Turning my body one hundred and eighty degrees is completely impossible. I’m too tired. I didn’t get enough sleep. I got too much sleep. I should go back to sleep. If I have school, my parents will come get me. I should get some rest. I don’t.
