Last night I couldn't sleep.
At all. (well I got an half an hour 6:00am-6:30am) So what I did i do?
well I watched season 7 of scrubs.
played some football.
listened to some music.
thunked.
but at some point between 2:30-4:00, I can't remember when. I made some hot coco and went and sat outside.
I do that a lot, sometimes just watch the stars.
and while I don't know if I was out there for 10 minutes or 2 hours, it hit me.
What I wanted and should do with my life.
It made sense, and when I realized it, it was one of the most peaceful feelings in my life.
I stood up, feeling/wanting to tell someone but everyone was asleep. :(
And this morning, I still felt that peace.
but,
I couldn't/can't remember what I choose/decided/found out.
And it really really sucks.
and I don't know what to do (again)
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that was very poetic and deep.
and disgustingly ironic
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