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It feels like I belong in a different timezone. Can't sleep at night, but feeling snoozy all throughout the day.

Haven't been getting enough sleep in the past few days, which is gravely affecting my capacity to think. I get incoherent both in my writing and in real life conversations. Plus, I forget details. Like this friend who was complaining that he or she is only getting six hours of sleep each night (What? I only get 3 to 4!) Been thinking who he or she is or if that conversation happened in the first place.

Have I developed an aversion to beds? This week, I've had more sleep in transit, on the way to and from work than at home in my own bed. But come to think of it, how can I sleep here, If I am not here.

That was deep. I am obviously in my zombie state.