Metaphors

It's more than just a copy of a copy of a copy.

It's not just that everything is sort of far away, like you're seeing everything through a tube. When people speak to you, you might not even process anything more than just, this person is talking to me.

Please, just shut the fuck up already.

It's like doing sobsolutely nothing for six hours but sitting on a couch watching television for more than six hours, and then standing up and looking around and realizing you haven't thought a single original, personal actual thought for more than six hours. That sort of stupid, blinking, drooling retarded feeling you get, as you wait for your brain to snap back awake and start functioning again.

But it doesn't.

That's insomnia.