fwah.
i thought. i seriously thought there was something fleeing from the side of my eyes.
TWICE.

it must be fatigue.
i am hardly awake at any one time; my attempts at sleep have been a daily dismal failure. i sleep and wake having thoughts and fears haunting my mind. all these unnecessities.

scatterfugginbrain. boyohboy, the last thing i want to be.
i prefer it whole and useful. i rehearsed and repeated and still; i forget. i miss. i slip. i fail. i stumble. and tears. those shameful tears. burns the skin and scars the face.

okay, hope reading puts me in a sleepier mood.