Sleepswimming

Yeah, so I can't sleep. I don't want to do the 'two posts a day crazy blogger' thing, but it's now the next day so it's allowed.

Actually, i'm not even counting it as yesterday, or tomorrow. I think i'm limbo. Maybe the hours 1am to 4am don't actually count as a day. Because they're not morning, really. Morning's like, what, 7am - 11am. I think the hours 1 to 4 are neither night or day - they're something different. And I can't place what. For some bizzarre reason, tiredness aside, i feel strangely more alert at these times. And, I know if I close my eyes I will sleep. But there's something inside me that's telling me not to sleep. It's an odd feeling.

I'm just lying here, shuffling through iTunes. I'm so bored. Maybe sleeping is the answer. I don't feel like it though. I'm not fighting it, i'm just choosing not to.

I don't even know what i'm talking about. And who's ever gonna read this anyway?

Mark, out, out and out. I feel like swimming. Forever. Maybe just start swimming in one direction and see where it takes me.

I'm done.

xxx

[edit - it's now 2:07, and my 'tirade against sleep' is at an end. goodnight, everyone.]
[another edit - it's now 9:38 AM, and I didn't sleep till 6. Today promises to be a good day.]