I might be insomnious. I might be addicted to alcohol. I'm still awake (at 5:00 AM) and sipping Jack Daniel's slowly and incessantly. Some peculiar fear seems to haunt me that I waste time by sleeping in vain. This really is a strange feeling, for I AM wasting time by drinking and doing nothing but being lost in meaningless reverie at this very moment. I'm a No-sayer who can't be confident in himself.
