SOCs: Staring at the Ceiling

I am laying in my bed, staring at the ceiling. Trying not to fall asleep. I woke up Friday morning at 4 a.m. due to the usual bladder issues and couldn’t get back to sleep. It was frustrating, especially since Gibbs didn’t bother me for food until my alarm went off at 5:05. Now I am home, contemplating the SOCs prompt while I am prone. As I stare at the off-white, interior upper limits, I am reminded of how IRead more