I have a composition book that has a unicorn sitting in an ice cream cone on the cover. I write in it. I write all the thoughts that pop in my head in it. Some thoughts are happy thoughts. Other thoughts are sad thoughts. Either way they are all the thoughts in my head. Sometimes I start a story that never gets completed. Life is a lot like that, so many stories that begin that never get completed. There's no resolution to them. It's an interesting process. Writing that is. Sometimes you just wish everything would close nicely. It doesn't always happen.
What's the point of sleep anymore if I can't sleep? I don't think I slept any good last night. I was awake at 3 am wondering to myself, what on earth am I doing awake? Yeah, that happened. It doesn't make any sense. Fortunately, it's the weekend. So, I can catch up on sleep tonight. I don't have to be anywhere tomorrow, so it's a good opportunity to actually sleep for once. Whatever the case, I hope I'll be able to fall asleep and stay asleep. We will see what happens.
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