Lately I have been really down in the dumps. I have been stressed, more exhausted mentally and physically than my baseline, and just having odd troubles at night.

So I thought instead of ruminating more on the complaint I am slowly devising, losing one brain cell at the time from the emotional damage, I'd make fun of IH and what it does to me at night.

You see, when I am stressed, I tend to go on a thinking loop for a while. And that makes me stay up just long enough to make me thirsty - but because I am semi-asleep, I am also physically unable to find my bottle.

My body just wont do what I *think* it should be doing - which is reaching to the bottle. My sense of direction is gone and I seek for it where it isn't (and sometimes that bottle flies too - but that may be a comic for another time) while I dream that I did do drink...unable to realize that I in fact didn't, and am parched.

Until morning when I see the bottle is full, and it is time to gulp that down at one go and go get more from the kitchen.

This is a thing called - sleep inertia - or for common tongue "so sleepy can't function, body limp, smooth brain action, need a nap on a nap, also THIRST" or something, idk, I am writing this hungry and thirsty...and very very tired.

I hope I get another comic out soon, and get into the groove of things.

I appreciate all of your support, here and in ko-fi, you really keep me afloat through though times. <3 Have a good weekend everyone, and stay safe out there. <3