As she laid there, she wondered how it was possible for someone to make a decision for her. Her.
They are as different as two people can be. More than anything, she detests the idea of just being another. There is a purpose and meaning for everything. In good time, she knows. In good time, she’ll understand.
“I cannot sleep.”
“No expectations.”
“Ergh, I still cannot sleep!”
Two minutes later.
“nom..mmm. zzz”
Exit.
