First off, I found my lucky traveling hat. He was hiding under the couch cushions with my missing fifty cents. Crisis averted. I won’t have to go on a single adventure without him. Phew!
However, my pesky insomnia, which I only wish I could lose, doesn’t seem to be taking the hint. Get lost, insomnia. Nobody likes you. Nobody thinks your jokes are funny, and your breath kind of smells.
I’m funny when I can’t sleep, aren’t I?