During the day, sleep pulls me with its soothing spell, taunting me to go down with it.
A sudden jolt.
I manage to snap out of it for the most part...but some days, this is more difficult than others.
At night, though, this is no longer the issue.
In fact, for some reason, this problem turns into the complete opposite: Sleep evades me; it is now consciousness that taunts me, coercing me to stay awake with it.
A feeling of adrenaline.
The mind's overpowering nature strikes once again.
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