nap, body cranky

yeah, the over-tiredness is hurting now, physically and mentally, and the caffeine withdrawal compounds the physical crush on the brain... so much so that even tapping the keys is too much organized movement for the brain-body life thing i experience in this body... my consciousness just wants to drift off into oblivion or infinity or whatever restful bliss we name the place where we come from and go to (nothingness, perhaps, as my earliest writings proposed... now who remembers book five?)... the rambling babbling journey has been long and numbering the volumes of writings has not been done in decades, perhaps this is a thousand or more, whatever is the only logical and realistic response to that thought...

and while is there anybody going to listen to my story plays in the background and i wonder is anybody out there, deeper still i wonder if anybody ever did take the time to travel back with or without me to before the first volume, to the scattered pages and the vague memories of missing volumes, and then wander through all that can be found and read and experienced, would anybody understand...

and the laughter of the tags (in this life, in this way, in my dreams, in bed) rocks me into sleep now... i hope you find it too :)