go for it, leonardo.   es/the-time-i-tried-polyphasic-slee p-and-started-hallucinating/ > everything felt endless, impossibly huge. insurmountable. it's tough to explain. when you sleep normally, days have endings and beginnings. if you have a bad day you climb into bed, pull the blankets over your head and write it off. "tomorrow is another day," you tell yourself. with polyphasic sleep there is no other day. days are endless. i dramatically underestimated the impact of that.  i walked around the park, vacant and empty, a pair of dead eyeballs lodged inside a sunken, lagging brain. i walked without purpose in the darkness, trying to stop myself from sobbing.
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