Sometimes my mind tends to run off without me. It leaves me in the dust as it pounds the pavement in its escape. I don’t know where it goes or why, but it just leaves. Maybe the thoughts inside become so jumbled it needs a break. Maybe it just wants to stop. I want it to stop sometimes. The thinking. Incesant thinking into the early hours of the morning. They become louder as I try to silence them with sleep. It’s as if the volume dial is broken. It comes back eventually, my mind, but it takes time. It settles into its routine again and maybe that’s why it runs off every night. It needs something new. A break. A vacation before it allows me to slip into the dark safety net that is sleep. It’s inconvenient though, this time when my mind is absent. It’s that parallel universe between sleep and awake. Conscious and uncouncsious. The universe where the most dark and twisted and complex make sense, but the simple becomes a conundrum. This is now. The time now when the worlds just fall out of my mouth. The time when I pen things down, but forget about them. I assume to see this in the morning and question it, but hopefully by then my mind will have settled into its cocoon in my skull and everything will be fuzzy. Fuzzy, but the light will eventually shine through and this will just become another of my insomniac-tic posts that will soak and waft in its own reverie of what is left as it sits in the graveyard of my mind. In its darkest corner, just waiting for the light to shine and make sense of it again.

Is there a group for people that conform to iPhone trends? There should be. Like iPhone conformists

I wonder what normal people think about.

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“Love is a CYCLE”

When you love, you get hurt.

When you get hurt, you hate. 

When you hate, you try to forget.

When you try to forget, you start missing.

And when you start missing…You’ll eventually fall in love again.