Last night what we talked about, it made so much sense / But now the haze has ascended, it don't make no sense anymore
—Arctic Monkeys, From Ritz to the Rubble
This lyric kept running through my mind this morning as I essentially completed my third all-nighter in a row. Since Friday I have slept for three precious hours. "Running on empty" would be an understatement. Hopefully sleep later today before class.