the fridge buzz of the world, the background noise we tune out that comes to us as we try to sleep, there are no insomniacs, just neurotics. nothing works, sleep doesn't come, count to 120 still we lie awake, worried about the next day, knowing there's nothing we can do about it now. i need a sleeping pill. something. i need to sleep. that is clear to me.
woke up with 7 mosquito bites at 5 in the morning. only about 4 hours after i had gone to sleep. i am of the opinion that not only do radiohead not want to behave like rock stars, they are incapable of acting the part which makes me love 'em even more.
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