Coffee could no longer stave off the deleterious effects of a lack of sleep for nigh going on 3 weeks. Deadlines were deadlines and no where was there sympathy for those who found themselves smack dab dead up against one, let alone more than one.
So what’s a body to do when the eyes, conspirators in a campaign for independence, begin glazing, blinking increasing in frequency for want of closing indefinitely or, resistant to peer pressure, remain open, unseen forces having pried them (open) wider than is natural for man or beast. Overcompensation at its most mischievous.
As many a writer will attest, there are advantages of sleep deprivation however, the benefits are almost always eclipsed by the negative effects yet hail to the slumber deprived for within them lies the pathway to a portal to the “dimension of imagination” as Rod would say, a “dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity”.
I was hoping to reach that dimension this evening…
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