Looking at Art: No, really, I'm awake

I don't know why, but I am so sleepy today.

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I could just lean over on my desk and pass out for hours.

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Seriously. I am wiped out. And for no good reason. I went to bed at my normal time, got a perfectly good night's sleep, woke up no earlier than usual.

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Soda is having no effect. I don't drink coffee, so that's out. I took a brisk walk around the yard–nothing.

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At this point I'm keeping myself going through sheer force of will.

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Someone come over here and poke at me–or tell me some electrifying news–or something. Because otherwise, yaaaaaaaawwwwwnnnnnn . . .

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No, I'm awake, I'm awake. Really.

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shhhhhhh . . .