October 19, 2006

Sleep Deprived

There is a high you get from sleep deprivation that borders on the lull of a night spent sipping wine or a novice's marijuana high...it's disarming. There is nothing particularly potent about the effect but it eclipses every thought; ridding you of coherence and drawing you into a wakeful dreamscape.

It's surreal. Every moment stretches endlessly into the next as drowsiness creates unfurling curtains of your eyelids: fighting is futile, like quicksand it exacerbates the sensation of your control slipping away from you. A fight between your conscious will to stay awake and unconscious need to sleep.

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