XKCD: Insomnia

And this is how I feel when I lose sleep over you.

Madness seeps in and all the darkest thoughts and wishes find their way into the surface. Anger, hate, envy... Loneliness, angst and despair

There's a piece of me in every single second of every single day

Where are you now?
As I'm swimming through the stereo
I'm writing you a symphony of sound
Where are you now?

W. Blake

If the doors of perception were to be cleansed evry thing would appear to man as it is, infinite