Insomniac, Inc.

Of late, late nights have metamorphosed into really really late nights. in fact, such a late late, that i believe even "late nights" is an insufficient description now. A misnomer. A better concept would be early mornings. Really early ones. I would have never dreamt that id be greeting the break of dawn so often. So often, in fact, that i mustv forgotten how to sleep at night, at a stretch. academic rigour? naah... beating deadlines would be a more suitable term. but of course, i am not passing the buck for my wayward lifestyle to my meticulous & highly demanding professors. More likely, its a kinda inertia. A laziness so extreme that i dont even make the effort to sleep. So it doesnt happen unless and until an acute attack occurs, & i drop dead right in the middle of whatever i was upto (which could be: readin, watchin sitcoms or hatchin a crazy plot with my equally crazy roomie).

Sigh. i guess id be an amazing night shift call center worker. Or probably im meant for an onsite amrikan job, & my body has already adapted to it in anticipation. Or i probably represent a mutant minority of the human species who have evolved into sleepless, restless, hyper active alchoholic beings. Blah.