Sleepy Mouse

I wanna go sleep.

I have a headache and I wanna go to sleep so here are my swirling thoughts as they come. What if headaches were called head-eeks? That would be cute. Maybe we should call headaches something cute. Maybe that would offset them. As much as I want to drift off to sleep right now and be super relaxed and cosy, I also want to be outside, in a nice secluded forest area where I can feel the cold air and goosebumps and just sigh and shiver a little and feel the grooves in the tree bark. Just thinking about that makes my head-eek feel a little bit calmer.

Sometimes I feel like I was supposed to be a mouse instead of a human. I mean, mice can paint too, right? And they can wear tiny dungarees and listen to Def Leppard. It would suit me to be a mouse like that. Gnawing on a big strawberry or something. And having a nap whenever I'm not enjoying a big strawberry. I mean, I guess I can do that anyway. Strawberries should definitely be much bigger though.

I dunno, I feel like instead of sleeping or pleasantly shivering or eating strawberries I should be running. Running really far like Forrest Gump when he runs back and forth between state borders (I love Forrest Gump so much). But I guess no one can really run like that. I don't like running as much as I like the idea of it. Sleeping is different.