I am so dam dog tired! I hold on to my tablet for dear life, even as I slowly drift under the threshold of consciousness. To be rudely awakened as the tablet hits the floor, even as my traitorous fingers clutch the empty air between them.

Do I get up and go to bed you might ask? Ah, but no! I still cling to the thought that I am getting something from the experience even though I have lost the last few minutes to my closed eye’s.

Yet still my mind clings to the hope that I will glean something from the next clip, or show that I am watching. Deep down though my subconscious must realize that trying to read anything into it is failing miserably and I just need to sleep and let my mind process the things in my experience of the day, so that I can get on with tomorrow.

So will I go to sleep and let the R.E.M. begin or will I continue to fight a futile and pointless battle to stay awake and be all the less balanced for it?