tavie.com

The misery of my insomnia. I was so exhausted last night coming home from Mint Manor at 2 am that I fell asleep on the subway. That was after days of no more than 4 hours of sleep a night, you understand.

But when I got home, nothing. Nada. Exhausted but unable to sleep. Just a lot of coughing and it being too hot in here.

I finally nodded off around 8 am this morning, six hours before I had to be up for school. The pain when I did manage to wake up and get to school on time-- this was a Valiant Triumph of the Human Spirit. I made it to Satire, handed in my paper, skipped Woodcutting, came home.

Now I feel myself crashing. I could crash hard any second. I can barely type this. And this is very dangerous because I have a Latin test tomorrow night that I absolutely have to study for. I will not pass it if I don't do some serious studying.

Furthermore, all I've had to eat today were 2 string cheeses and a small piece of jicama. If I crash now, I'll wake up nauseous from lack of food.

So, when I desperately need to sleep, I'm not tired. And when I'm desperately tired, I'm not allowed to sleep.

It's fucking misery. I'm sure you've all experienced it. Hold me. Learn my Latin for me, eat my dinner for me. Let me sleep.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:13 PM | shower me with attention