mkate's Journal

This will be short because by now I'm practically falling asleep on the computer. It's happened in the past, more times than I could even count. I wake up to a screen covered with inch after inch after inch of all the same letter, then maybe a few inches of blank screen and finally more letters and numbers. I have a hard time finding where it ends. Maybe it just keeps going on and on into infinity. I think I just hate going to bed. I hate the idea of going to sleep. Now I know that time is limited and I know it in the most authentic way. So I hate to waste time sleeping. There's always something I want to do or I wish I'd done. But now I have to give in. I have a feeling that there will still be tomorrow...