I remember a poem I wrote a while back about having sleepless nights. Usually when I cannot sleep, the right side of my brain is working nonchalantly. And I have to give in or suffer a terrible insomnia. During these times, creativity should be expressed and writing poems is one of my outlets:

A poem I wrote during one of the sleepless nights after going home from work:

ONE CUP OF COFFEE == ONE SLEEPLESS NIGHT

One cup of coffee=one sleepless night.
A single semicolon leaves my xml unparsed.
Piling up my headers are scripts and css
Adding to a kilobyte of additional requests.

One sleepless night means waking up so late
Leading to many buggy user interface.
Straighten up. Move thy mouse, Kindly check the logs.
Precautions are necessary. Prepare from being hacked.

Waking up so late gives a whole day of migraine
And a single paracetamol may not ease the pain.
Open up the terminal.  sudo ssh.
Repositories are out-of-date. make an apt-update

Headaches, submitted bugs then a meeting with my boss.
One-on-one analysis, another lunch break lost.
Onclick.submit() does not render $this->form().
Firebug console throws a lot of exception.

One cup of coffee = one sleepless night.
Thank you mighty google, for shedding up some light.
Overdosed on caffeine. A mid-afternoon nap.
Caught by my supervisor. A memo from above.

One cup of coffee? Maybe some other time.
My code throws an error on line 209.
One cup of coffeee? I think, this time i’ll pass.
There’s a missing parameter, i still need to CAST().

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Last night was not an exception, It is nothing related about work but due to my obsession on creating a dress. I honestly admit now that I have no idea what my next step would be and since logic mind ain’t working and my brain cells are still hyperactive I just grab my hook again and start crocheting, which to my utter amazement, resulted in something I really find pretty.

Current progress of the dress – inclusion of a lace collar

And though it was really dark when I grabbed my camera and took a picture (and just hoped that the flash would help capture the image) I finally was able to force myself to sleep.

connecting the lace collar