"One sheep." 

"Two sheep.."

He dozed off as fluffy blobs leaped over fences with posts as tall as the Empire State building. His brain snapped awake, paranoid to easily allow sleep devour his body and dispatch him to a world of dreams. His lips and mouth were dry with the anticipation of tasting one, a dream that is, thriving in a realm only his mind could wander, he couldn't acheive it even if he lied to himself. He was sleep deprived, the evidence was the shadows under his eyes, his slumped posture, endless sighs- one after the other. Will his Wendy come to save him? Dreaming of the scent of her hair, her small yet delightful smile. All he wanted was for her to appear in his dreams. Zzzzzzz..