i slept for almost 15 hours today. because my stomach refused to stop churning and all i wanted to do, was to sleep it away.
i had dreams about the weirdest people and doing the oddest things.
i woke up, twice. and once in my dreams. sweaty and disoriented, i heard the clock chime thrice and remember distinctly, thinking, it's been almost 120 hours. there must be something now. so i got up and i checked but there was naught.
it's a level of obsession, teetering the line of insanity, that i don't think i'm quite familiar with. yet.
yeah you always were my Achilles' heel.
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