It is the morning, yet night. This is easy, ... to stay up into the morning. So easy; but when will this end? Is there not anything else to write about?

Well enough said, once gone to bed,
one can rise from the sheets,
and move out into the heat.

What is with the rhyming? It is as if I were in the shower, perpetually...

"Nothing's gonna change my world, Nothing's gonna change my world ...