January 18th, 2008

crossroads alley photo

But it all boils down to one quotable phrase...

Worse than insomnia, I fell asleep around 9 tonight and woke up at 2 am as though I'd gotten a full night's sleep. This hour of the night is an awfully lonely hour. Listening to music isn't helping because my brain associates songs to life whether I want it to or not, an affliction I suppose is not unique. My mind is left weaving along paths that I've been avoiding lately.

This is a terrbile time to be awake.
  • Current Music
    Toad the Wet Sprocket - Stories I Tell