Sleeplessness as a drug.

 After a sleepless night, I realize my consciousness has lightened. It’s as if I begin to glide within a mist, in a distant dream. Not sleep, nor wakefulness—the opposite of being, an endless floating. Time blurs. Space becomes abstract. The body is abandoned. Confinement is no more. Humans begin to seem like mechanic figures, and the world becomes surreal. This is the only sensation in which I feel absolutely clear and free, for I no longer carry existence upon me. And yes, I abuse this sensation—a free drug. Sleeplessness might be one of the experiences closest to living without consciousness.