I've got this buzz going
from sleeping an average
of three hours a day this week.
It's like a ticking time bomb
letting me know the time will come
when I'll crash out hard.
I look forward to the crashing
I only hope that time holds on
for just another day more.
Who needs drugs with this,
the result of too much work to do
with no sleep to counter it.
I'm on auto-pilot
buzzing around my busy little world
caught in the cage of life.
*Written Aug. 29, 2002.
I have caught back up since and am doing fine. Please, no one worry (I slept almost all day yesterday).
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Reviewed by Masarat Daud (Reader)
Reviewed on September 1, 2002
Aaaah love sleeping for long *sometimes* :) Good write J!
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