I'll scream and scream

until i make myself sick, but i'm not going to eat, and i'm not going to lie down, and i'm certainly not going to sleep even if it is 4am. i want to be upright and walking around like the big people. dad didn't seem to appreciate this too much, but mom was much more sympathetic. she walked me around the apartment and we had proper adult conversation. it can't have been too interesting though because i some point i forgot i wasn't going to sleep and must have dropped off. the next thing i knew i was waking up in my sleeping bag, back in my bed. sneaky trick.