Hmm why not
Love is like music from another room; it's a tune or a song you know and like, you listen and sing along with it, but than for a moment or many moments something makes it so you can't hear the music anymore. You continue to sing and you continue to dance and when the noise stops you are still there word for word with the song.
Interesting thought.
It's late and I can't sleep anymore. I don't know why but for some reason now I can't sleep and when I do sleep it's so half assed; I wake up so many times. Just so many thoughts come flooding back in when my head hits the pillow. Thoughts that everybody thinks they know but actually these thoughts and such arn't what you would expect. Just a tsunami of memories, thoughts, and worries about such things that everybody else is telling me to forget about. The only comfort I find is that I listen to songs and I watch movies and this happens to other people and for periods of time much long than mine. Granted it's fiction but isn't all fiction based on some reality.
I want to run. run.
Stupid ideas, stupid thoughts, stupid dreams, and stupid emotions.
Enjoy Life
Interesting thought.
It's late and I can't sleep anymore. I don't know why but for some reason now I can't sleep and when I do sleep it's so half assed; I wake up so many times. Just so many thoughts come flooding back in when my head hits the pillow. Thoughts that everybody thinks they know but actually these thoughts and such arn't what you would expect. Just a tsunami of memories, thoughts, and worries about such things that everybody else is telling me to forget about. The only comfort I find is that I listen to songs and I watch movies and this happens to other people and for periods of time much long than mine. Granted it's fiction but isn't all fiction based on some reality.
I want to run. run.
Stupid ideas, stupid thoughts, stupid dreams, and stupid emotions.
Enjoy Life