Improper Sleep = My time is slipping away from me pt. 2

one day. theres was one day i had semi-proper sleep.

something ive been thinking about for the past few days. why am i really not going to sleep? the problem is me. i think that recently ive been avoiding my own thoughts with these constant and nauseating distractions so much that, ive legit killed my sleep (more say, nightly sleep). im a goddamn vampire and its making my day-to-day a lot worse. theres the saying where youre supposed to go to bed after 9pm as to not rationalize with those thoughts because the night literally changes the structure (morality and reasonability) with our thoughts. ive been pushing that all onto my day self and since i dont get proper sleep then, im a walking beanboozle. i cant just blame my laptop for keeping me awake since i dictate what i do and dont, and im pretty sure i have not been hypnotized by some sleep freak demon. im harming my body under my own volition and its draining my very essence. if i cant get this under control before august, it may be over. i hate to make my muse worried sick about me..

typing this from my porcelain throne, if i can manage to go a full 24 hours (or some odd hours until my bedtime) then the schedule will fix itself due to sheer exhaustion and stress. if my cursed bed gets a hold of me, i'll never win. war is never over until the last battle concludes.