Tired is the word.. It makes evthing look wonky.
First u'd go on a high, where emotions get magnified. Anth good becomes fantastic, bad becomes absolutely horrible. If stupid enough to watch drama films, laughter gets real loud while the tears come just as easily.
After the high comes the buzz of activity in the brain which starts questioning evthing. How does this happen, wad can be done, why is so and so not doing things right, wad have i been doing right anyway etc etc.
Lastly comes the calm. When all the flurry of activity in the brain and body has died down, its finally time to rest. All the thoughts quieten down when fatigue sets in and common sense tells us that the silly thoughts are due to tiredness. We rest.
Thankfully enough the world looks normal when we wake up. Grass is green, walls still boring.. But the earlier silly thoughts might reside like a damned dormant spore within and just linger on and on till the day when it becomes active again.
And sometimes. I really hate those damned thoughts. ARGH.