The mind starts to drift. The senses start to waiver. Everything starts to fade as if this is a dream. Along with every noise, the brain starts to become alert and pops the body back into the attention. The limbs become weak with each minute that passes. Slowly, the mind drags everything else down and tries to pull it into the submission of sleep. Everything becomes an obstacle that is to be overcome. Walking is as difficult as holding the body up straight in the chair. No matter how much walking is done, the body can't pull itself together. Yawns turn into long, deep breaths that shake the body but does nothing to wake it up. The room spins. Words are slurred because speech cannot be made. Only time can relieve this beat down of the body. Only sleep can stop this semi-conscious fight that is happening internally and externally. Everything is losing the battle, and both the mind and the body succumb to the extreme feeling that exist. The proper measures are taken. Slumber comes as easy as the feeling has. Only a matter of time before all the droswiness and sucking feeling of this state is gone...
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