There is something I must confess as a fellow insomniac. You see, there's a secret. It's a deep dark unknown-ish type secret. There are those nights where the mind may wander to the most wonderful epiphany. And then there are those nights where the insomnia is caused by worries, and distress, and a mellow kind of sadness with a mixture of anger. What is even worse is feeling like this without a real rational reason. Well...it is a rational reason, but it's more me being over-analytical about stuff. What makes it worse is that I hate feeling all of this for just one person...it's like letting my guard down but not really because this is my own personal battle. The thing is I'm afraid of my own feelings. It completely freaks me out! This reminds me of a scene in Harry Potter after Hermione tells Harry and Ron about her day:
A slightly stunned silence greeted the end of this speech, then Ron said, "One person can't feel all that at once, they'd explode."
"Just because you've got the emotional range of a teaspoon doesn't mean we all have," said Hermione nastily, picking up her quill again.
Wouldn't it be better if you could choose to NOT have feelings? To not care about certain people so much? To just go through life without emotionful...erm...blogs?
Oh, this is definitely a moo point. And about the deep, dark, and unknownish secret...yeahhh...there isn't one. It was just a lame attempt to introduce the lamest blog I've ever written, which then turned into a rant. But hey, it's just a moo perspective. (Is that getting old? Good!)
Yea I hope these "feelings" go away too,
-Alex
"the insomniac
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