I was awake for 60 hoursToday the sky was gray and the grass was green and the clouds were high above it all.
Today I stumbled through the world in a state halfway between awake and asleep, halfway between living and dead, halfway between madness and insanity. I woke up 60 hours ago. Since then, the sun has risen and set and risen and set and risen again. And here I still stand, irresolute, I need to write this all down before I stop being awake, because I may not be the same person then.
Today, I can FEEL the world and I can HEAR it, and I hear LIFE and JOY and SADNESS and INSANITY and DEATH and it’s just ALL TOO MUCH. When I fall asleep again, I may lost myself in the comfortable darkness and never come out again.
Today, there was a girl. There was a photo of a girl. She was in a physics PowerPoint, and her hair stood on end. She was in a photograph on a screen. She looked at me and her mouth moved to form words. I saw this clearly through the haze. I heard whispers in my ears and the sounds formed in