There are few things in this world that come between me and sleeping. Actually, I take that back. Nothing comes between me and my sleeping. I have a tendency to stay up for 48 hours straight working and studying then turn around and hibernate for the next 24 hours (college kid problems). I close the shutters, put on some Sigur Ros, send out a warning text to my friends and then disappear; it’s become sort of a routine. Last Wednesday I did this, but when my head hit the pillow I received an email that gave me so much energy that I couldn’t sit.