It's the end of the semester. Hopefully, this will be my last all-nighter; I am writing my 3rd-to-last paper ( Read more... )

It's working for me.

time.

late night conversation with strangers outside my building who also find sleep a difficult task is an activity i enjoy more often than most. after you get past the, "do you have a lighter," "what's your name," and "why are you awake," there's nothing much left to say ( Read more... )

it's very windy in mahwah.

the insomnia is setting in again. sleeplessness, alcoholism, and chain-smoking seem to be very big parts of my life now. but hey, i've never written better papers. the road i'm on seems to be rocky, i'll have to steer a little better.

I was driving home at 4:45 in the morning. right now, it's 5:30; and, the sun is up. on my way home i was thinking about how much people change, and how people come and go in your life, and how some people come for extended periods of time, then they go, then they come back again. then i got to thinking about myself and how i've changed. it's ( Read more... )

Don't worry, even if things end up a bit too heavy.

Dear God,
Please make me not have to work anymore and give me my life back.
Thanks,
-Bernie

Damn dude.... what happened to me?