I've been waking up mere hours after going to sleep for a while now.
It's not the healthiest feeling to wake up and not completely lose the groginess for before midday.
This morning I went out in public with sheet marks all over me. There were creases on my face, my arms and my legs.
It was rather hilarious.
I suppose the remarkable thing was how important sleep actually is. Without it I am a mess. I break down in tears, wander aimlessly, drive terribly, and am just generally unproductive.
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