Monday, October 11, 2010

Those minutes where I am alone, just me and
my pillow. I think. A lot. I think about anything and
everything. It varies from " What am I doing with my life?"
to " Did I have homework?" The room is so silent,
but my mind is so loud. It drives me crazy because
the things I would never think about, I think about.
Sometimes, I hate it because it brings up things I rather
never think about again. The spilt second before sleep
is the most active second of my life.

1 comment:

  1. This is amazing, true, and real. A nice insight into the mind of you.