Feel like floating these days. Self-induced insomnia is a bitch and proved to be an un-sexy way of mental degradation. These thoughts have made me resurrect my fear of Alzheimer's.
Also suffering attention deficiency, both from inside and outside-ish. Inside in a sense that I cannot focus on a lot of things and outside, from outside parties-signs of a premature KSP (Kulang Sa Pansin) Syndrome.
There really is probably death while still alive because right now I feel like I'm six-feet under in an old tattered knock-off designer suit buried beneath a thick sheet of stress. And I thought stress had a 'til death-do-us-part vow,
Meanwhile, in other non-death news, yet to check Life of Pi. So yeah. Cheerio.