Sometimes I Wonder If I Share Too Much… πŸ€”πŸ˜‚

I slept less than two hours last night, and then worked a 12 hour day. I’ve gotten maybe five or six hours of sleep a night every night for at least two weeks, sometimes less. I should be exhausted, which I am, but I’m also WIDE the fuck awake and not just a little hyperactive. One might even say “giddy.” 😜

I enjoy that delightful level of sleep deprivation where shit gets weird and absurd and kind of shimmering around the edges. But this is that deranged level of sleep deprivation where my brain is refusing to cooperate, I can’t seem to control my body enough not to run into everything or fumble anything I touch, and I’m mostly just confused, anxious, irritable, and delirious. I can’t even form a sentence without forgetting half the…the, uh…those things. What are they called? Oh, right. WORDS. And then there are the hallucinations. The tall man is creeping about throughout the apartment, the spider people are closing in, some ugly hag with a hideous smile and a filthy red dress seems to be trying to blink into existence just past my periphery, and then of course there are the bats.

But no hope of sleep. Whatever. “Sleep? Maybe I’m too smart to sleep…” πŸ˜πŸ–’

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