Max

I've been so tired lately. So intermittently: my energy'll come then it'll go.

I keep waking up in the night an hour before my alarm completely soaked in sweat. Pillowcase, t-shirt, everything. Then I wake up an hour later feeling much, much too cold. Makes it so hard to get up.

The internet says it could be a malignant neoplasm, or tuberculosis, or a hormonal imbalance or a multitude of biological agents.

The internet is a real dick.

Of course, stress and sleep deprivation mutually constitute varieties of hormonal imbalance.

Maybe I've just read Dream Song 51 too many times:

Our wounds to time, from all the other times,
sea-times slow, the times of galaxies
fleeing, the dwarfs' dead times,
lessen so little that if here in his crude rimes
Henry them mentions, do not hold it, please,
for a putting of man down.

Ol' Marster, being bound you do your best
versus we coons, spare now a cagey John
a whilom bits that whip:
who'll tell your fortune, when you have confessed
whose & whose woundings--against the innocent stars
& remorseless seas--

--Are you radioactive, pal? --Pal, radioactive.
--Has you the night sweats & the day sweats, pal?
--Pal, I do.
--Did your gal leave you? --What do you think, pal?
--Is that thing on the front of your head what it seems to be, pal?
--Yes, pal.