I thought I was balanced, but I guess not. I just attempted conversation with an acquaintance. It didn't work out so well. I'm outside typing, and it's freezing, my hands feel like rocks. I literally passed out yesterday, rather, this morning at about 7:30am, and I woke up on the floor in my room and crawled into my bed. Woke up 13 hours later, and now here I am, and it's strange. Only ten hours in a span that lasted over a hundred hours. ONE HUNDRED. That's like four or five days practically with no sleep. That is just insane, which is funny, because that's exactly how I felt. Note to self: Don't talk.