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Outside the massive front windows I hear a chorus of crickets providing me with a symphony of chirps. I hear the fans whirring overhead, and I feel its cool, delicate brush of air against my skin. The darkness outside is so thick, and then a car rushes by on a deserted road, perhaps heading for home from a long shift of work. Perhaps they couldn't sleep either. I had a mostly uneventful day. While juggling with my 7 month old I played a few games of Starcraft 2. I failed miserabley, but at least I had an enjoyable time. And now, it's Sunday. Creeping in slowly, only to rush passed us to greet Monday morning. I wish I could cling to Sundays, and skip Mondays all together.
And now, I'm sitting here reading this paper I am writing contemplating the media and it's responsibility in our society. Media obligations to be an informant in government actions. Media obligations to provide to the viewer unbiased, truthfuly information about many things. But my, how the media has failed us in so many ways. While media was meant to play a neutral role in providing the people information of political importance, we know very well that media have their own agendas and are swayed by their own political stances.
Anyway. I'm rambling about this paper.
I don't want to do it, but I don't want to do it tomorrow either. I want to at least get half of it written before I decide to curl onto my couch and take a long nap.
My mind is racing through a chaotic stew of thoughts that is making it exceedingly difficult to sleep.
I wonder, if I counted sheep it would help me sleep?
Unlikely.
Shenanigans I say! Shenanigans!
