Sleep doesn't come

Sometimes sleep feels like an achievement, tonight I have been unable to obtain it. I think I have thought about almost everything: the regulars at the restaurant I work at, my up coming commemorative speech that I don't want to be cheesy, the blazer I thrifted today that needs shoulder pad removal surgery, how watching football with my dad has been going, how big my room is and the roommates/best friends I miss, about the weirdness of high school, if running makes me unable to fall asleep...and on and on. 

My brain feels kinda like this nasty pond in Yoyogi Park, Tokyo.