Last Night

"Where were you last night?" This seems to be a popular question from my peers and parents today. Well at first I was eating dinner in awkward silences that were only interrupted by silverware clinking on plates and the occasional sigh. Then I went to my room and did my homework like the responsible student I am. I sat there and stared and a page of graphs and equations, mentally battling myself. The realization hit me that I was rather exhausted and so I put down the pencil, that didn't write anything. Last I brushed my teeth and went to bed. End of story. Teasing glances and amused smirks have me thinking that there's something everyone is keeping from me. I have told them the story that they didn't want to hear I suppose, they wanted something juicy, something intriguing. Yesterday their eyes were glazed over and dopey smiles on their faces as they just soaked in the lies. But today I've chosen to tell the truth and every ounce of their gullibility has faded. Where was I last night? I was soaking in the world of math equations that have no connection to reality. I was bathing in the moments of quiet. But most of all I was sleeping, because that's what I tend to do in the night.