. . . I need to write and I want to write but I want to sleep to escape my conflicting thoughts, my racing mind.
I have so many thoughts, so many that won't go away. They hang on, tenacious bastards that they are. They race around and they don't stop and I want them to stop but they don't and I'm so tired of it.
And so I need to write and I want to write but I need to sleep to escape my own mind. Because I can't concentrate because round and round my thoughts tumble and bounce and go.
And it's annoying, and so I'll sleep. I'll write tomorrow. Maybe the thoughts will calm themselves.
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