At a Loss for Words

I know, that is unusual for me. But it's true. I really have no idea how to describe how I am feeling right now, at 4am... I can't go to sleep because I can't seem to get all of my body into the same category of existence. No, that's not right, but it's the closest I've gotten yet. The only thing I can think of is a piece of art I once saw (and have since seen other attempts at the style) where it looked like something had been painted on a flat surface, but then that surface was pushed from behind, so different parts of it ended up further out than others, like a whole bunch of hydraulic lifts had been attached to squares that were drawn on as one big canvas, and then the lifts pushed their little squares all to different heights. You could sort of see the whole picture if you looked from just the right angle, but any slight variance and you lost a bunch of it. And that is how I am feeling right now... kind of... yeah... loss for words and cohesiveness!