An odd sleepless

The body is tired, it wants to sleep.

The mind knows it’s time to sleep.

Yet there’s some type of invisible hand stopping me.

A kind of energy that keeps saying “not yet.”

An energy that gives me the ability to stand up and walk around as if it’s time to wake up. But, immediately reminds me it’s time to sleep. And so I go to bed…

Only for that energy to come back and say, “not yet.”

Interesting thought about the central limit theorem