It’s been interesting, trying to reset my internal clock. I must have had at least five second waves, and at this point it feels like it’s maybe a few hours ahead, but besides that normal. Which makes me wonder, do I live my life sleep-deprived, always? I’d say no, because I’ve felt different in a few notable ways:
-A lot less restrained in what I think, and don’t say. It’s really nice, not being able to consciously filter out as much from discussion. I’d like to be more candid in this way, always. For awhile, around early evening, I distinctly felt hit some sort of delirious high, and my humor was bizarre and surreal even for me (ie: shouting something about llamas to a fast food drive-through guy. it was funny, but i only normally would have though this!).
-For much of the day, I had to pee like every twenty five minutes. I think it’s probably because of the large container of chocolate silk and much of the large container of cola I ingested (the latter I just now remembered about!), over the last while but still, weird kinda.
-I don’t feel quite as lustful towards someone I’d rather befriend than attempt to date. Granted we haven’t spoken in a couple days, but time is time.
Well, time for sleep, it’s nice to slip into unconsciousness when you feel you’ve earned it somehow.
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