rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,

Reset Sixteen, Day Four

It's four o'clock in the morning, according to this computer, and I've been sleeping, but I can't remember for how long. Friday is just a blur. When I woke up I didn't know when it was, and wasn't sure where I was. This made me anxious and sad. Then the place gradually came back to me, and that made me sadder and more anxious, and I got up to check the time and found how late and how early it was, and that just sent me into grief and despair. I'll go look for some funny memes in a minute, but I wanted to make a note of what had just happened, in case I went back to sleep and this interlude vanished from my memory.

But I probably won't go back to sleep, although I'm still sleepy. I'm still too anxious to go back to sleep, and I think I Might have slept for six or seven or eight hours anyway, since all I remember of Friday is that I didn't eat dinner but munched on some popcorn before lying down for a nap at some point after sunset.

Outside I discover everything wet, though no rain is falling at the moment. It must have rained earlier. or the dew is really intense. Also now it is after five o'clock. I've had over an hour of thoughts since I woke up, and almost none of them made it onto the page. Time flies when you're thinking slow. I'm squinting in the bright light from the ceiling fixture, but I can't see the keyboard without it. I will stop typing so I can turn the glare off. The typing doesn't seem to accomplish anything anyway. Just a bunch of semi-related words on a screen that will go dark when the electricity stops flowing.

I should probably eat something. It's too late for dinner, but too early for breakfast. I suppose I'll eat some more popcorn. And then maybe I'll try to get back to sleep, because this is way to early for me to be awake.

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