Chaos didn't know what this meant. He kept feeling like somehow, intending to travel across land, he'd traveled through time instead. - Jonathan Lethem

Yeah, maybe you look a little less familiar yourself.

Insomnia is a variant of Tourette's — the waking brain races, sampling the world after the world has turned away, touching it everywhere, refusing to settle, to join the collective nod. The insomniac brain is a sort of conspiracy theorist as well, believing too much in its own paranoiac importance — as though if it were to blink, then doze, the world might be overrun by some encroaching calamity, which its obsessive musings are somehow fending off.

He didn't hide his teeth, which were bright yellow, like the van we'd unloaded.