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After Tonight. Damn.yawn I want my El Camino to be done. But that isn't what's keeping me awake. My cruel, anxious, sleep-deprived state.After Tonight. Damn.
Sing me to sleep, Jason. Anything to free me forms this insomnia hell. Right here, my face on my keyboard and my mouse escaping the desk as I struggle through the stages of consciousness that have taunted me for weeks. “This is our fate, I’m yours.” Yes, take me, Sleep, I so desperately want to be yours.
Amongst the black sheets and my black room, my head explodes and suddenly the walls glow in the dark, laminated by my rampant, e
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Transcending Fiction At 2:17 in the morning, I am wide awake and on the verge of literary psychosis. My homework, consisting of Henry David Thoreau’s Walden, chemiosmosis, and foreign verb conjugation, was finished hours ago and now, six hours before I do it all over again, an aspect of my life has coaxed me away from much needed sleep. An open Word document is staring at me, a technical white sky occupied with harsh black birds flapping before my eyes in their customary Times New Roman flight pattern. The smallest smile is on my face, knowing they are flying on my own gust of inspirational windTranscending Fiction
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