Sometimes (often) I find it impossible to go to bed. Don't ask me why. I really don't know. I'm sure I'll lose something. Hours. Life. Lose out on doing stuff. So I stay up. Alert. Awake. Do stuff (or maybe not). Like last night, all night. I trawled thru the entire Internet. Yes, all of it! To find stuff. It's ridiculous! (or not, you find some cool stuff that way!). So now it's ten in the mroning. Morning. And as usual I'm in a dilemma: Go to bed or stay awake??? If I hit the sack I'll sleep thru the day and wake up at 8 o'clock tonight in which case I'll have to stay up all night again cos I can't go to sleep after four or five hours. And if I stay awake I'll zombify in a couple hours. Haha. Try hours ago, mate. I look in the mirror and sense a kinship to the rotting gent you see when the title card comes onscreen in Day of the Dead. You know which one I mean. And staying awake till tonight is also mighty dangerous. Staying awake after you get so tired that you start feeling wide awake again is alright - but when you (I) cross into that inevitable, surreal world (the great blurry beyond) on the other side of wide awakeness that's a sure no-misfire detour into that dead-end road we call a three day migraine. So what to do what to do. I believe Marisa Tomei said it best: "Oh my God, what a fucking nightmare!" [My Cousin Vinny].
To be continued tomorrow. If I'm awake.
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