I woke up last night at 3:30 am, after going to sleep around 1.
I haven't been back to sleep since.
I feel kind of like half a person, like if I were to stand in bright light I would be transparent.
I lay there and lay there and couldn't go back to sleep. I stared at the back of my hand lying alongside my face, lit by the green glow of the alarm clock. I thought about the nature of art. I debated my preference between spontaneous photography versus arranged. I tossed and turned, I got up, I lay back down, I read a few pages, I was hot, I kicked off the sheets, I was cold, I covered back up.
Sleep was a million miles away and I was a prisoner of the night.
Not often, but sometimes, my insomnia really bothers me. Last night was one of those rare nights.
I haven't been back to sleep since.
I feel kind of like half a person, like if I were to stand in bright light I would be transparent.
I lay there and lay there and couldn't go back to sleep. I stared at the back of my hand lying alongside my face, lit by the green glow of the alarm clock. I thought about the nature of art. I debated my preference between spontaneous photography versus arranged. I tossed and turned, I got up, I lay back down, I read a few pages, I was hot, I kicked off the sheets, I was cold, I covered back up.
Sleep was a million miles away and I was a prisoner of the night.
Not often, but sometimes, my insomnia really bothers me. Last night was one of those rare nights.
Its odd. I feel refreshed when I wake up but I know the exact times that I glanced at throughout the night...
11:32......3:20......4:55.....5:39......::BEEP::!