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    Michel D   An O'Neill play of my life

    2.10.03 -  03:51

     
    Here it is, 5:45 in the morning and I'm awake again.

    I was up for two days straight. I was exhausted. I was exhausted to the point that I couldn't go to bed. But I tried. I went to bed last night at 1:00.

    I woke up at 4:00.

    Why is that? Has my body really recharged in three hours. I don't believe it. But here I am, awake. I've been lying in bed for the last hour and 45 minutes begging sleep to retake me, but sleep is a fickle mistress. I tried to go back to bed, but couldn't.

    I want to blame it on hunger; that I haven't eaten since 7:00 Tuesday night, but that's not it either. Or if it is, then my stomach quit bitching a long time ago yesterday. Why couldn't I fall back asleep? I don't know, but there are several suspects. My shin was achy and my sinuses feel dried out, I couldn't get comfortable and my bedspread is a nuisance, but really, I'm just not tired anymore.

    No, strike that. I'm still tired; I'm just not sleepy anymore. Fucking shit. Today's going to be oh so very long.
     

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