The same song was playing last night in repetition, I must have let it go on. No energy to move myself to change the noise into silence, no will to force it out. As time twisted the song into a cardboard mock-up of itself, it began to fade into a static, ambient texture of sleeplessness that blanketed me tightly. I remember the subtle hum of my computer as it insisted that I lie there paralyzed, its soft LED glow pushing me further down into my filthy blankets and flea-infested pillows. Delving deeper into this labyrinth of stagnant squalor, I forged ahead as the incessant vibrations of my neglected music continued without opposition.