Library

I’m in library half-sleep, half-dead. I didn’t sleep yesterday, I don’t know why, but I just felt that way. But now 12 hours later, from time I promise to sleep, I’m in library reading peoples’ analyst on SATC, and smelling some girls fabulous perfume (god it smells like heaven). I don’t know why I’m here, or why I’m analysting my past relentionships while looking like a half-dead ghoul. I don’t have anything to do to be honest, but when I sleep and wake up I feel like puddle of shit just eating, surviving, begin waste of space. People around me mostly, I think, doing their homework, job, or preparing for test on something important; while I’m here whining about how I don’t do anything useful for anyone. I just wanna sleep. I need sleep. But why I can’t just feel tired on night or just think I should sleep and put down my phone or laptop to get in bed?