October 10th, 2007
I've noticed over the past year or so that I seem to be able to do most of my best writing when I am very sleep-deprived. Biochemists, biologists, behaviorists, and possibly biobehaviorists, if such a label exists, could probably tell me exactly why. I ascribe it to the idea that the Universe is weird.
Right now, being extremely tired is getting me almost nowhere. Which probably proves more of the universe's weirdness.
Right now, being extremely tired is getting me almost nowhere. Which probably proves more of the universe's weirdness.
- Current Location:Home, sweet uncertain home
- Current Mood:sideways
