Welcome to my brain drain. For all the crap that leaves me laying sleepless in bed at night & early into the morning. Wishful of duermas dulces, & for a reality just as sweet. Though that’s just not the way my reality rolls. It’s more of a temptress flirt than a heart on your sleeve kind’a gal. The beauty of my reality is prominent, as she flashes a sweet smile & a wink, maybe a little leg. On a good day maybe some cleave. Unfortunately, I know all too well that I’m about to be bitch slapped by my reality at least a handful of times before I’m-a get any sweet lovin’.