Misc. Writings

Ayumi yawned, staying awake was so hard for him today. Well, more so than normal at least. He was also so sore all over - like he had been working out for the past 12 hours. He knew that was impossible as he had just taken a rather deep nap. Oddly deep for not having dreams. That had been happening a lot lately. No Dreams. He almost always had dreams, it was one of the many reasons he didn't mind sleeping so much. It was hardly any different. But lately sleeping had felt as empty as being awake. And he didn't even feel rested afterwards. What even was the point? He huffs and pushes his thick hair back from his face. Now he was tired, sore, and awake, his least favorite of combinations. He had to figure out what time it was and where anyone else could be. He hoped it wasn't the middle of the night. Waking up in the middle of the night is the worst. Well waking up at all is but you know.