Sleep

Its 4:30am and I’m lying in bed just staring at this magnificent piece of human engineering called a smartphone.
I’m trying to sleep but I’m also not feeling keen on sleeping. Its like this limbo that I have deliberately put myself into and I don’t want to come out of it because I’m enjoying being miserable far too much.
I look at all these people with a purpose in their lives, a plan about tomorrow, a direction to take. All I have is an alarm clock which wakes me up for no goddamned reason, and the only reason I can think of for the alarm not being turned off is that I’m scared I won’t wake up to feel miserable again.
The only thing that’s making me feel better is Twitter and all the funny people I follow there. All my best tweets come after 3am too, although there’s not really anyone there to appreciate them. I just like to laugh with myself, at myself and for myself. That sounded democratically insane.
I feel much sleepier now; I shall blog more often at this witching hour.
Till we wake up.

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