I stay awake until I drop. It's hardest when it's dark of course, when the patterns my eyes make out of the murk start blending together and weighing down my lids. But plugging in a tacky plastic Virgin Mary nightlight into the outlet in the corner didn't help matters either. I'd just stare at it until it burnt a hole in the patterns and linger
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