Lately, I've been noticing how fast
time goes by. One moment I'm having
lunch, the next thing I know it is time for
dinner, then it's another day. What happened to 60 seconds in a
minute, sixty minutes in a
hour, 24 hours a
day?!?
But this 'fast time' phenomenon isn't productive time - it is simply time that has passed. Ever seen Fight Club? The main character suffers from insommnia and describes it as such: when you have insommnia nothing is real, everything is far away, everything is a copy of a copy of a copy. You're never really asleep and you're never really awake. A sustained lack of sleep produces those consequences. This is how I feel. If you have every been in mind-numbing meetings or lectures that drag on for hours and hours with the a constant drone of someone's voice in the background ... that's what my life is like.
I need sleep.