I am beyond exhausted - if there's a point beyond that. I woke up this morning (if you can call it waking up) feeling like I'd just closed my eyes and blinked, rather than having slept for three hours. So I got up this morning, floating around and feeling like I'm looking through a glass. Tiredness makes one detached. On the other hand, I found my temper excessively short too, and my tongue uninhibitedly sharper than usual. Downed a cup of cheap 60cents coffee from the canteen this morning and I feel somewhat more human now. But still like I'm living in some sort of magical reality. Everything seems so strange, even as they seem familiar.



My fingers are twitching strangely.