By 10:30, I couldn’t take not moving any longer. I had alreay been laying in bed for hours. I turned my iPod off and got up. I could feel the lack of sleeping weighing on me. My feet dragged, and my eyes drooped. I went to the bathroom, pulling my hair into a ponytail, and splashed cold water on my face.

I still looked like crap, but I’d live. I walked back to my room and turned on my computer. I needed a Tyler fix… I couldn’t explain it but I just had a feeling that something bad was going to happen today…

I logged into AIM and was hugely disapointed when I didn’t see his screenname logged on. I shook back tears… What am I? Crazy? So what if he’s not on! I have other things I can do.

With that, I logged onto my favorite site, Ficets.com. I sighed in relief, Ficlets always calmed me down. My recent comments list was filled with new comments. I clicked write at the top of the page. I hadn’t written anything in while and insiration had just hit me!