Dreamland

This is going to be a relatively short post, but one I find necessary.

Almost 20 hours without sleep. I didn't realize it was possible to lay awake, eyes closed, your mind pressing its nonexistent fingers against the cold stone walls of Dreamland. The hands of my mind have been pushing and shoving, attempting to get in, only to be shot at by guards atop the high walls. I'm not supposed to sleep today. No, not today.

I'm starting to see things. This does not bode well for my exam.

Never. Again. Will. I. Do. This.

EDIT: It's 8:05. Waiting for the school bookstore to open. I felt I should log in and share what else I've experienced since I posted this.

First of all, it's hard to stand. My legs want to give out. My body wants to collapse. My mind is wide awake, but my body wants to rest.

In the shower, I stood there, staring at the wall as blood splattered the tile. I watched it, disgusted, disturbed... only to realize it wasn't really there. The blood was a figment of my imagination.

I'm getting paranoid. I'm hallucinating, and now everything scares me. My phone vibrated and I jumped. A girl walked across the tile in heels, and I nearly had a heart attack. What's next? The sound of a voice will send me into shock? I don't know.

I've never been awake this long. Ever. I've napped on and off for a few days, a few hours of sleep here and there, without ever hitting the required 8. I've never done this, though, a full 20 hours without even a nap. Why did it seem like a good idea? I can't recall.