flash (non)fiction #2~ sleep in a jar.

I just started on some new meds today, and all I want to do is sleep.

Of the last 24 hours, I’ve been awake for maybe 4 or 5 total. The rest of the day was spent either sleeping or feeling sick to my stomach. My doctor warned me that this might happen, but it’s still not a pleasant experience; it’s the kind that nothing ever really prepares you for, like looking both ways before you cross the street, then getting hit by a boat.

If I had to choose between this and tripping balls on the sleeping pills again, I’d choose the latter. At least the visuals were cool.