Sometimes my sleep schedule gets horribly offset. I wake after the sun has set, and when I drive to get something to eat the town is shrouded in fog. It's like I haven't woken up and am still in a dream. Like a ghost I move through the world.

Many hours later the sun rises. I sit outside smoking a cigarette as the light intensifies. Birds begin singing as I head inside.

I fall asleep as the world wakes.

Nocturnal Halflife

by esdin


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