Do You Know How I Feel?
It'd be the same old story

agony of insomnia


“The last refuge of the insomniac is a sense of superiority to the sleeping world.”
― Leonard Cohen

“Yet only a few hours later the light of Hell had gone out, and I writhed, I wrung my four limbs, yes, in an agony of insomnia, trying to find some combination between pillow and back, sheet and shoulder, linen and leg, to help me, help me, oh, help me to reach the Eden of a rainy dawn.”
— Vladimir Nabokov

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