May 24, 2005 02:29
this sleep deprivation is starting to get under my skin.
I've been up for nearly 24 hours now..and it doesn't look like it's going to stop anytime soon...
every day seems to have its highs and lows. it makes me wonder if it is possible to feel secure, but still be unsure. hell, as though anyone is ever really sure of anything.
the thing is that I'm not scared of anything. I don't care that much.
I've seen the light in the morning, as it dances across the freeways. the moon shines bright, as the reflectors in the street fly past me...leaving trails upon trails with blips of black interrupting them. there are words said before these moments that make everything slower. it's a strange feeling, and it doesn't do what it once did. i'm not as crazy as I once was. the full moon still brings you home, and I wonder if you're proud, but the honesttofuckinggod truth is that it doesn't matter. what other people project onto me is of no consequence because I don't take them home with me at the end of the day. people say hurtful things. it doesn't mean anything if they don't mean anything to you.
okay. my head is finally ready to hit the pillow. the fibers contained therein are a soft, warm comfort that I envelop myself in. that's what happens when you have 8 capsules.