Hmph.

Stayed up until 2:15 playing game. Dreamt bad, stressed dreams. Got 6.75 hours of sleep despite weekend. Didn't want to make the effort to go back to sleep. Heart palpatations from unknown source, but disturbing dream may be a significant contributing factor. I fear for the future, for if I continue at this rate I will be swallowed whole. This cannot come to pass. Remorse, regret, and the perpetual defeatism take hold, and I desire, as I had so often in the past, to forsake reality and simply live in fantasy. The cure is slow in coming, and I fear it will have fickle effects, for my body is still rejecting such things my soul requires. 5 hours played yesterday. Many more today. Log out.