Today has been a day-long endeavor against sleep. It started at the metro, where I could not take a much-needed nap during the thirty-minute ride to the downtown (and the campus). The first class was all right; the room was cool enough and the lecture went fast enough. The second lecture that I went to, though, oh… it was disastrous. Head bobbed all throughout the hour that I was in the classroom. After that, I went to the library—not to look for a book, not to study, but only to take a catnap for a few minutes. It worked, but only just; the dream I had during the short period of time was lucid and trippy and had me floating across the library in my mind.
The overwhelming lethargy bordering on narcolepsy subsided once I started working, though. It was okay, until I took the metro back home. After that, it was the race to catch every last minute of idling moment and contribute it to the art of napping. It is not pretty; nobody said it was. If you do not require as much resting period or sleep as me, I highly discourage this behavior. Doing this cost me my freelance gig, unfortunately.
I did stay up enough in the evening, though, to get a nominal amount of work done… I probably did not do enough studying, which will undoubtedly result in me crashing through the homework and reading assignment tomorrow. Joy.
By the way, it feels awkward to go to a library of a different college and try to borrow a book… and fail.
Thank god I do not have to wake up at 6:30 tomorrow.
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