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Sleep Deprivation Situation

This was a stream of conscious short story I wrote.

Hope you like it.


My eyes are getting heavy, my cheeks are getting warm. I can feel the cruel mistress of sleep pulling me closer and closer into an embrace with her. I’m slipping to one side, going slack, losing cognitive capabilities, drifting.

I didn’t think my eyes could get any heavier…





I jerk my head up. I think I dozed off there for a second. Oh. There goes the focus in my eyes and now there are two glasses of water in front of me; the real one and his translucent twin. I want…







What? I don’t even remember finishing my last though. Did I finish my last thought?





I need to get to bed. Sleep deprivation is a very serious situation. Especially if you’re driving. I’m not driving…





I’m going to hit the curb! Oh. I must have dozed off again. Shit. I have to stay awake. What’s so damned hard about that? I just want to remain conscious. Is that so much to ask?









SNORE!

What? What was that? Was that me? Fuck. This is getting embarrassing. I’m trying to watch a movie with my friends and my own body betrays me…







I hate this, Why did I think I was looking at a glass or hitting a curb? Was that in the movie? Fuck it. I can’t stay awake…

…any…

…zzzz….

…zzzz…
…zzzz…
zzz…..zzz

Comments

Shelly said…
I have become a frequenter to your short stories and, consequently, have become a fan. I have written a couple of shorts and would love to hear your thoughts about how I can improve them. I know you are really, really, really , really busy, but would you mind reading my stories?

www.pinetrail.blogspot.com
Shelly said…
Thank you for reading and responding so quickly. I didn't expect that. Shows a bit of character right there. Can't wait to read your next story or article! Thanks again!

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