All I have to say is that I hate my thoughts. The night is evil at times--tricking us into drowning in thoughts that may not exist outside the fantasy land of nighttime. It's kind of like a trap of sorts. Once the darkness falls, your brain begins to shatter the barrier between rationality and poison. Then, the merciless thoughts start to float in and overtake your entire being for the night.
Amazing, isn't it? Happens to me all the time... but I don't like it a lot of the time. Sometimes, it's horrific... what kind of things engulf you for hours at a time. I wish it would never happen, but you have to prepare yourself to brace for the worse somehow. Using this time as a training mechanism for life isn't a bad thing to do. Just don't get too swallowed up in the night's fantasy land.
"If you got put to sleep, like an old dog, you're better off."
(Don't mind me too much on this post. I'm horribly tired but almost restless. I don't know what the hell I could be thinking about at this point. Haha. Ugh. It's been one of those days.)
Autumn....
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