fuck_it's_5_am jane and i haven't been to sleep. fuck. 101114 ... Doar there is never music at 5, it takes a fever to recognize it a lying sleepless, wondering if this sleep you wish for will descend, it hurts badly, screaming at the mind that is keeping this brain running towards a sun. telling it to stop....please stop and let me sleep...please.....a rest...something to tell it to switch off....something for an off toggle, allowingsome sleep. . 101206 ... a restless e_o_i Well, it's 12:16 here (ici, je veux dire dans la belle province de Quebekistan) and I don't know if I'll manage sleep either. I hate the feeling of being too nervous to fall into dreams, either literally or metaphorically. The feeling's both dull and painful. But I should at least try tonight. Semi-important obligations tomorrow. I bid thee and thou and sundry farewell for tonight, though. 101206 what's it to you? who go blather from