On my growing Insanity
I haven't done this whole posting thing in a while but anyway, I'm bored so I'll bore others instead. I don't believe I've been taking good care of myself here at West Georgia. I consistently forget to take my medicines which are supposed to help me remember to take them, so I'm constantly going through with drawls from inconsistent doses. Basically, I always feel like shit. My forgetting to eat has now become bad, i would say i actually have a meal twice maybe thrice a week and even only snacks once a day at most. Not too helpful is my lack of sleep, of which i get about 3 hrs on a good night. Due to my constant fear of sleep, I've never been able to fall quickly asleep. I've always slept with the help of well timed/planned sugar crashes or when my body finally gives out. Now the fear is gripping, every moment in bed reminds me of being in a coffin, the relaxation of muscles reminding me of the body before it dies, the loss of consciousness of death itself. At this time I haven't slept an hour since monday night and i don't plan on sleeping tonight/morning. Life's always an adventure.
Oh and I'm reading the collection of Douglas Adams anecdotes called The Salmon of Doubt. I suggest everyone read it because this may have been the greatest artists of the english language in history and an extraordinary intellectual that this world lost far too early.
Oh and I'm reading the collection of Douglas Adams anecdotes called The Salmon of Doubt. I suggest everyone read it because this may have been the greatest artists of the english language in history and an extraordinary intellectual that this world lost far too early.