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When I wake up from a too-short sleep it's like being thrown into a pool of cold water. The shock of the alarm pumps adrenaline into my veins, and although my head is still wrapped in cotton and my limbs are like leaden weights, I can eventually wake up enough to get through the day, by virtue of the adrenaline and having someplace to go.

When I wake up from a too-long sleep it's like trying to break the surface of a warm, deep lake with stones tied to my ankles. Keep getting my head a little above water, and then being dragged down, until eventually the ropes break and I slowly, slooooooooowly manage to grope my way up onto a muddy, slippery shore. Of wakefulness, yes, stay with the metaphor, please.

There is no in-between as I rarely wake up from a proper amount of sleep.

But I prefer the deep lake to the cold pool.

What I'm trying to say is, I will start writing my study notes for those damn finals, but I need to have some coffee first, conscience, or else I'll never be able to think, so just give me a break why don't you?

Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:58 PM | shower me with attention