Give me space so I can sleep, Give me space so you can drown in this with me.
So it's about 4:45 and I am still up. I don't know why, I just haven't felt like going to sleep. I'm really bored too but not tired in anyway. Funny things happen when you stay up this late. You think of things you wouldn't think of in sane hours of the day. The meaning of life and such. I'm sure we've all pondered it from time to time but doesn't it always seem to be in the middle of the night when nothing really seems important at all? It seems that way for me. Maybe it was pure boredom that led to any idea of God at all. Maybe technologie has taken such a huge part away from humans that we are constantly not fulfilling our true purpose so we made one up. But it's not the same is it friends? I don't feel fulfilled at all. But then again I am just a pagan who will spend the rest of eternity burning in hell so I guess I should feel fulfilled. I haven't done my dutie to the boredom of mankind. All appy polly logies. Now that I think about it though, I don't think I'd want to go to heaven. Too many rules and too peaceful. I think it'd be terribly boring. Rencarnation is the way to think of things. What kind of person do I want to be in the next life? I want to be English. The English just seem to have it so much more together than Americans. I really hate that I've been forced to live here for so long. (No reflection on any of my friends here.) I want to go to Toronto. Better yet, I want to go to England. My Mum always said that I would love London. I want to find out for myself. That's it.
I'm going to try to sleep now. After ranting for a bit I feel a little bit exhausted.
I'm going to try to sleep now. After ranting for a bit I feel a little bit exhausted.