No sleep
Here I am, lying in bed at 6 in morning, wondering why on earth I can't fall asleep when I'm so madly tired and then it hit me: I had downed two large tumblers (possibly a litres’ worth) of Lychee Passion Green Tea, while hanging out and counting down to midnight for Dor’s birthday.
Well. Years of when caffeine had no effect on me whatsoever have certainly passed, and I seem inclined to forget the fact.
Anyway, the 5-hour long wait for sleep was spent going down the web archive rabbit hole again. I’ve recently been having a stubborn, resurfaced itch to hunt for monologues of my personal past.
This time, it bore fruit. I’m going to collect everything I've been able to scour, and sort them by date and source. Surely this will help fill some of the potholes down memory lane. I can't even place some of the events mentioned in these posts I’d found. I suppose I really should start learning to be comfortable with letting things like these exist; not obliterate them and years later, try seeking them out again.