Ah yes. Insomnia; the random striker of the night. Don't know when it comes and goes and it leaves you babbling for days (least in my case).
Good job, Recca.![]()
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Caffine. That magical boost. Does it count as an elixir? No matter, it isn't key here. I mean, what I feel right now is similar to it's effect, but is entirely unintentional. I mind, very much. At this very moment my eyelids feel as if concrete is paved over them, various parts of me are numb. Yawns are in abundance. In the wee-late hours, nocturnal skies coat the outside, and being as this is summer, heat dominates twenty-four-seven.
As the aforementioned affects my room, it effects me. My pores are damp, especially around the dimmly-tinted bags beneath my eyes. Drooping left and right, staring at the closing walls in my home. Janice, my annoying, younger sister, I can hear sleeping peacefully in the next room. Oh, how I envy her. Jealous of such tranquil snores. And like I mentioned before, what I feel right now is similar to caffine, just unwanted. I did not wish to still be up like this. To be held behind in comfort. Who would? I want to dream. Even experiencing a nightmare would be acceptable. Gah, why can't I just lay here and go? Ugh, and, when aggrivated, only negatives show. Like a shining beacon glistering in the pupils.
They say ignorance is bliss, but, in the wrong setting, can reflect hell too. Okay. Maybe not that bad, but you have to understand. I use that term to demonstrate my displeasure. I can't emphasize it enough. It's so incredibly irritating. By now you should know!! Wait......You hear that? Uh-oh. Now I'm getting a bit paranoid. Noises creak through the house. With every blink, I think I see something. Harder peers through lazy eyes show nothing's there. Whew, I need to catch a grip. Well, want to, all I can grip are these thin sheets covering my body. Looking back on how and why this situation came about, I laugh out of spite, scorning the bed with my hands, and cursing the Sandman and myself. More myself for forcing him to do this to me. Youth brings apon ignorance and regrets the results proceeding the occurence. And not wanting to accept this, I do a one-eighty and place full blame on the Sandman. How could he be doing this to me? Depriving an essential to this tired soul, making my words and thoughts pretentious. Give me sleep! Let me rest! Right now that's all that's important. Sleep is beneficial to you, to your spouse, to me, for the worlds. Let me embrace it! It's vital!
Gosh, just let me go already....
Now, this is a short little perspective I came up with while just sitting around last night. I believe someone started a thread on not being able to sleep, that had a hand in influencing the subject. This, like I said, is a perspective. And not just out of the character, but of us all. We can all put ourselves in the shoes, because every once in awhile insomnia will hit you. The character just happened to be apart of our society's stubborn youth, if you didn't catch it.
Ah yes. Insomnia; the random striker of the night. Don't know when it comes and goes and it leaves you babbling for days (least in my case).
Good job, Recca.![]()
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Nice job, Recca. Your small details gives everyone the ability to picture the details and to understand what you are trying to point out. I liked how you were able to include some similies and metaphors in to your short story. My favorite line from this story: "Youth brings apon ignorance and regrets the results proceeding the occurence." Again, great job.
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Hm.. very nice. The description was great, it painted a very clear picture. Keep it up. Oh yes, I agree with Noir on the sentence 'Youth brings apon ignorance and regrets the results proceeding the occurence'.![]()
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Oh, I love the creativity of this. Caffiene and insomnia are sister notions, aren't they? And you did a terrific job describing the ultimate discomfort of insomnia--the sticky heat that comes with exasperation! NO!!! :anime:
Still, great writing! I love the typical egotistical youth take, too--the feeling of, "Oh, why me? Why must I be tortured so?". That intensified the agony of sleeplessness precisely so. Beautiful~!
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