To Sleep, Perchance to Dream

"I did not smoke while composing this.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

The knocking comes at me in my slumber, shaking me awake. I open one eye and stumble out of bed. I look at my watch. It’s 1230. I went to bed at 1000 but my insomnia kept me awake until about 1200. Whoever is knocking better have a damn good reason. My trailer better be on fire.

I open the door and see a private from my company.

“First sergeant wants to see you,” the private says.

“Now?” I ask.

“Er… I think so.”"
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