doing TOK essays at unearthly hours is akin to taking a cocktail of psychedelic drugs. All these hazy concepts and -isms about reality, truth, perception and knowledge, and faint shimmers of brilliant thoughts which disappear as soon as you decide to start typing, all overshadowed by the dominant thought that flashes at you periodically, increasing in frequency as time passes, "I WANT TO SLEEP"
All he wants is just a little piece of this dream, is that too much to ask?
But those who wait on the LORD
Shall renew their strength;
They shall mount up with wings like eagles,
They shall run and not be weary,
They shall walk and not faint.
- Isaiah 40:31



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