Ryan S

Every time I try to sleep, I am interrupted by consciousness

It is currently 2 in the morning, I'm in Eaton Engineering hall, in the computer lab (not) working on a chemistry lab report that is due in less than seven hours. I'm not worried at all because if worse comes to worse, I will halfass it and still get an A because it is that easy. The only thing I am worried about is what is happening to me.
It's as if every time I think I should or could go to sleep, my mental state is interrupted by an incredible surge of consciousness. I know it may sound a little like Fight club, but I have become increasingly more of an insomniac. So am I parading around as a glorified alter ego of myself when I think I am sleeping? Probably not. But with sleep deprivation sometimes I feel like two different people. One minute I get a second wind of energy, the next I have more trouble keeping my eyelids open than I do bench pressing my body weight (which I cannot do).
So now I am delaying the inevitability of the homework assignment by writing this little blurb about how incredibly unique my case is. The funny thing is, it's past 2, and there are at least six other people within my direct line of sight. I know none of them, but I know we have something in common: being in school at 2 in the morning and not second guessing it.
Any flat surface I see looks like a bed. It's like in those cartoons when the character is so hungry that everything looks like a chicken leg or a T-bone steak.
I need sleep, and that requires me to finish this blog. Perhaps I'll be able to catch up in lab tomorrow. That sounds like a good idea.