The title is a little disingenuous. Sleep is not a big issue, but I feel the Internet is always pulling me away from sleep, or at least from any kind of mental repose.
If the content seems dull or silly or shallow, I blame the lack of sleep.
Wednesday, 24 August 2016
Knot
My normal sleep is, to death, as blinking is to staring. These hot nights my thrashing is to repose, as drowning is to yoga. Curse the sun, unwelcome herald. I am not yet rested.
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