Nothing Except ThatMature

My eyelids felt heavy and my thoughts drifted off to other realms besides the one of science and realism.  I felt as though sleep could capture me at any moment-the amnesia of romanticism and fae tales.  My thoughts told my hands what to do and where to go spilling ink on the light blue lined paper.  Suddenly I was engulfed! Nothing could stop me now as the scratched from the pen scratched the paper and the words of my thoughts smoothed over like honey. 'Nothing could stop me now!' I declared, with a toothy grin 'Nothing except-'

"Rachael are you writing again? Put that away! This is science, not English class."

Nothing except that...

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