Tuesday, August 31, 2004
Relapse. Rinse. Repeat.
I find myself relapsing to my not-so-recently nocturnal self. I had a good 10-week run of hittin the hay before 11:00 PM (on school nights). Here I am at 12:25. Must quell vampire inside. Anyone got any garlic? Metabolically, I feel the same. Mentabolically, well, that's another story. Something's nagging at me inside and I'm just not seeing it. I'm stressing, but not stressed. I've been known to mistake this for prescience.
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I think its guilt for turning away a friend. Your mind has wicked ways of retaliating against you.
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