Days of Unleavened Bread.

As a result of coffee I was sleepless yesterday night and dead the whole of today.

In case you (whoever you be) are interested, it was a slow laborious day.

Plagued by some form of dysphasia. Silence seems to be a more comfortable alternative at any rate. Don't get me wrong, this isn't sadness. Being indifferent merely decreases the afterload significantly.

-dreams for an insomniac.