midnight peeing, redux

I’m not sure what’s causing this pattern, but it’s definitely not sustainable long term.

I am exhaustion, in human form.

I am Jack’s struggling body, fighting off oblivion.

Exhaustion, thou art a curse, and no amount of coffee can fend thee off.

Target: 800 words
Written: 222 words, novella: The Mungk

Read: The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives In Your Home, Fink/Cranor
Comics: The Magdalena/Vampirella 1, The Magdalena v2 1-3
Music: Unplugged, Guns 'n' Roses (Jesus Christ, which one of them thought One In A Million was anything other than bigoted bullshit?)

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