But as the 2 oclock hour rolled by, the monster pumping loudly through my veins like some hellbound express train driven by the big evil himself, i found myself before this terminal to pen the thoughts of sleep deprivation test 2. Test 1 was quite the rousing success, by fueling up on coffee and Keiths world famous biscuits with gravy, I was able to continue on a path to my home work and morning routine without having had any sleep. Another accomplishment in and of itself considering that my daily routine poses little challenge, yet yields a decent reward which makes one forget about those minor details.
Besides its all about what we choose to do that defines, and avoiding sleep is one of those things i aspire to do at this time. To see the shadow of the sandman creeping up behind me, but to always keep a safe distance is the goal. the magic hour being 4. why? because thats the time i usually hit the second of three brick walls. All i need to do is make it past 9 oclock the next day, and i can smoothly ride out the rest of the day while actually being productive.
will keep you posted...