I stay up just late enough until I am just exhausted enough that I can fall into my bed and sink into immediate slumber. Because I can’t stand lying in a bed in a dark room alone with just my thoughts for so many hours and hours.
Do you ever look at 9 year olds and just know they’re gonna be a fuckin douche in 6/7 years.
Despite the fact that I am not sleeping and cannot find my appetite, I am so happy. I feel awakened. Maybe this is another temporary feeling of happiness and satisfaction, but I will take that any day. I’m hungry for knowledge and I’m feeding my head with so many wonderful things. Goodnight.