He got up with a start. The world around him seemed hazy and distorted. A weird feeling was gripping his head.
I want to sleep, don't want to get up!
He was late for work already. Somehow he managed to gather his strength and tried to reach the switchboard. A few clicks later he started feeling as if he forgot which switches pointed to the tubelight of his own room. Wiping his face, slapping himself, he got up, reached the bathroom.
He fell with a loud thud on the wet and slippery floor. He was well awake now.