Right back at it again

Do you ever get this feeling when you're so physically exhausted from the lack of sleep and you're so comfortably sprawled across your bed yet your eyes refuse to shut, and all you want is someone to talk to? Well, not exactly someone to talk to. Just, someone to lay beside you and appreciate the silence of the night with you. And you realise that the only appropriate candidate for that is about to tuck in, so you casually brush off the idea of that much needed companionship. Then you slump back into your armchair, and stare back at the rectangle screen. That rectangle screen. In minutes, you have about a dozen tabs open and you don't even remember why you kept some open in the first place. You eventually force yourself to sleep. Wake up the next morning. Go to school. Have lunch. Attend tutorials. Come back home. Take a shower. Dinner. Rectangle screen. Then you find yourself lying on the bed, like a deja vu, yearning for that same darn companionship again.