Approaching The 36th Hour

Kindred,

In a bit over one half hour, it will be 36 hours since I last slept. No slumber.

My body at this time is not registering the exhaustion - I think I feel within. My right ear is listening to crazy loud crickets. My Deaf left is letting me listen to the constant beep-beep-beep of Mores Code. My forehead is wet from perspiration, the dizziness a six and nausea at same level.

I have noticed that my Droopy Left Eye grows lazy when I am exhausted. Lazy, in the sense of being extra droopy. This is one thing that never recovered from the first operation. Me and my Droopy Left Eye. Sounds like a song, en'it?

It does not seem for real that I have been awake for thirty six continuous hours. There is something like separation's that have occurred within. Self protection? I am not knowing, but I sure do feel detached. Yes, I am here - but there's something just not quite right going on inside.

The balance and coordination piece is foul. My vision impaired. What am I to do, but wait for sleep to come swift me off to Dream World.

Seen.