On Sleep (or lack of it)
Well I ended up inadvertently skipping sleep last night, and after being awake for such a long time you tend to get past being tired. There’s a period of being dead. As if you would pass out while walking somewhere. But then, a little while after that, the sleepiness just melts away. You feel awake. Almost extra awake. At this point I usually resign myself to the fact that I’m not going to get any sleep today. So, with this stuck in my head I start preparing myself for the day. What I’m going to get done or take care of with this extra time I’ve given myself. I usually think sometime around this point that I should get some caffeine in my system, I mean, to get back on track you’re going to need something to keep you going, and this where the problem lies.
As soon as the coffee hits my system, I feel it hit me like a ton of bricks. It’s as if your body has forgotten it’s tired since you’ve been this way for so long, but that touch of caffeine wakes you up just enough for your body to remember to check how tired it is, and it realises, “Fuck man! What the crap are you doing awake still? You need to crash now. Like, seriously dude, you’ve kept us awake for how long and all you’re giving us is a little caffeine. Who do you think you are? We’re going on strike for a few hours buddy. See you then.”
And I still have to bike home.
