5:45 am, the pc clock says.
a wednesday.
i'm sleepless. not that i couldn't. i just musn't.
what a mad night. my laptop--my partner in labor, my favorite machine--gave up on me. definitely not for good and probably not its fault, but i was pissed that it just HAD to bow out of the game a few minutes before the deadline. hey bust-turd thought we were a team. was stark raving mad at the hapless machine, i wanted to hurl it against the wall.
so logic flies when you're a zombie. tonight there was no rational little voice in my head saying, "that's a machine you're cursing at, yknow". no holds, no restraint. i stood there cursing a machine in the middle of the night, tearing at my hair, wondering whatever did i do wrong to anyone to deserve such luck. who knows, though. maybe i'll be happy later.
and now i'm here. a "fly-by-night". waiting for the world to wake up. putting off sleep, testing my limits. what's the longest period of time that you can stay awake?
god. what i would give, really, for a tropical hut hamburger right now.
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