and right now i'm so in love with you

it's late.

i've wandered aimlessly with tendrils of hair snaking loose from my poorly constructed bun for the last fifteen minutes. too hot to sleep, too tired to be qualified as awake, i feel that perhaps i'm missing out on something.

i don't smoke and i'm craving cigarettes.

there has to be an explaination for this, some way to describe it. does anyone have a word for this?