All day long I've been going going going
Just waiting for an opportunity to rest.
Not even non-academic times are relaxing because I have to be on my toes,
Always clever,
Always something snappy to say.
Social situations are too stressful.
Even as I lie here in bed, the perfect chance to get some rest,
The heart thumps away,
The brain still buzzes with aftershock of the day's everyday occurrences.
Still actively mulling things over.
Even the sky outside (dark, wet, cloudy) won't seem to stop going.
Clouds everywhere, they come from somewhere, you know.
The cloud factory.
The cloud factory never sleeps.