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kiyuso
☕ Partially active. Just blogging down my messy thoughts for the record and future references. Also a story writer, typically concerning my gays. I don't particularly have any interests. It's more like, if something piques my interests, I become infatuated or obsessed.
agenda
08/23 My Birthday
9/7 Hello Kitty Cafe Truck
9/28 Tour de Corgi
10/17 Brother's Birthday
10/31 Halloween
11/9 Ramen-o-Rama!
12/5 Wen's Birthday
musings
I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still. - Sylvia Plath
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Sleep is an addiction
Sometimes you can't help but close your eyes and let sleep consume you. You tell yourself over and over-- just one more minute, or, 5 more minutes. Soon that minutes becomes hours and hours. Admit it, no one can win against sleep. Sometimes we all just wish we can sleep all day and all night and all year. Sleep is satisfying. We try to fight the long hours, the drowsiness, but we won't win. In the end, we want the sleep. Almost as if we're addicted to it like a mad man is to cocaine or marijuana. But then again, sleep has become a part of our everyday lives. We sleep like it's natural, but in truth, it has so many difficulties behind it. Our body needs to replenish itself, what more of a better way then sleep. Even the inner clock inside us tells our body when we need to close our eyes and fall dead for some average of six to nine hours. Thus, sleep is inescapable. Eat all the non-sleep pills you can, stare at the sun all you want, force your eyes wide open all you want, because sleep will just eatcha up.
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