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Too Tight a Tether

So, as anyone who saw me this weekend knows, I spent 9am Saturday Morning to about 2am Monday Morning awake, after only getting 5 hours of sleep (maybe) the night before.

Within that time, I worked a double, went on an adventure, got drunk (or, rather watched others get drunk as I consumed alcohol that didn't affect me much), spent time with family, watched a movie, and worked phones at the SubShock fundraiser, all while running into some quite amazing people. I finally slept for about 9 hours on Monday, and got about another 7 hours last night.

Worst. Idea. Ever.

I feel awful. I see myself as completely isolated from reality right now, which is odd since sleep has supposedly grounded me to it again. I have no doubt, due to the many people that demanded I get some rest, that I was somewhat out of control by Sunday night, yet in that lack of boundries I found feelings I'd thought long gone. I discovered an appreciation for life and its little quirks that I had totally missed lately.

But that whole weekend is like a dream. I'm awake again, in a reality that seems completely less real. I seem less real.

I also am more than likely working 5 doubles starting today, and thus will lose further touch with anything that is not THS Restaurant.

And that's it. I'm sitting on a cracking rainbow tying to grab thoughts as they rain down, but my hands are only air.

For I am no longer real. . .