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I don't know why but I keep waking up at 3am, being awake for a couple of hours, going back to sleep. It reminds me of Jeffrey Skinner '...every moment is in fact dense, expansive...' and I really don't need for a poem called 'theory of insomnia' to be describing my life, thank you. It's, no doubt, another of those situations in which I'm worried about something but refuse to acknowledge it; I'd acknowledge, but it could be so very many things. And it makes my chest tight, when I start to try and think about them all.

Man, I'm tired.