Fight for Night

As I lay in my claw foot tub engulfed with almond milk, I am debating whether to exfoliate my legs or minimize my pores... I unwrap a highly advertised Bliss chocolate and have a realization; People for centuries now have been complaining that there just arn't enough hours in the day, how can one possibly get everything done?, I just wish there were more workable hours! Are these people out of their cotton-pickin minds? or is it just me? Now that was a bit harsh, maybe these individuals had severe heat stroke and were seriously confused, because it seems very obvious to me that there are not enough hours in the NIGHT! Yes that is right we need to stand together and FIGHT FOR NIGHT! I would be completely satisfied actually delighted, if we were to shorten the day to 5 or 6 hours and sleep the rest away. Not only would this cut down the number of temper tantrums, it would enhance beauty, eliminate stress totally eliminate overeating! Not to mention cut down on pollution...MOM TY HIT ME!... My daydreaming was once again cut short by Oliver spitting up on me in a somewhat waterfall fashion. I must have confused spit up for almond milk and hence the elaborate daydream took off. However I do feel I am on to something.