Definitely not a time to sleep.So much to do.So much to read.So much to write.So much to think.I always run out of time,in any work given to me.I wonder how my roomies sleep so easily.And here i am restless.Looking for numbers of stuffs.Still counting time before the sun wakes up.Soundtrack of the time is,
"Foggy little fella
Drowsy little dame
Two sleepy people by dawn's early light
And too much in love to say goodnight"
Provided here it's a single sleepy-head shoved her head in piles of stuffs.So much to get done with before i sleep.Thank you more please,God :)