I have the worst insomnia. I find myself lying in bed watching the clock move toward the time i have to get up for work. I should be able to sleep, i've bought all my christmas presents, and i still have almost enough money in my bank account to cover rent at the end of the month. So what am i concerned about and why do i have so many thoughts?
Interesting that i'm continuing a journal on this site in particular. I think it's because i'm not that invested in this site, and i don't really care about who views my profile. It's a great way to put random thoughts down.
There's someone singing outside my window. It's probably a crackhead, (yay,Oakland), but he has the most amazing voice. He's enjoying himself enough to sing as he collects cans from my recycling. I guess it's all a question of perspective, happiness is what you make it, right? |