Night Five

[tinhuviel]

As of 7 PM, I will have been awake for 27 hours on 2 hours of fitful sleep. I don't even feel tired anymore. It's like I'm right outside my body, just floating like a ghost. Maybe David Gilmour said it best: I have become comfortably numb. One of three things is gonna happen. I'm gonna finally fall out from exhaustion, drop dead from exhaustion, or lose my mind (one 'o' dumb people! You can't loose your mind. It's not on a frickin' leash!) and end up in a hospital, medicated, and sleeping. Did my work on The Blood Crown and reread what I have of "To Whom It May Concern," but I didn't do anything with the J-fic. It's percolating and not ripe yet.

The sun is up and the shadows on the walls keep moving in the peripheries of my vision. It's kinda creepy.

GrrrrRRRAHHH!