Morning epiphanies

Basically just a novel about thoughts, written with the causation from "romantic" music (the ones that have guitars and soft voices - the ones that make you feel warm and fuzzy inside and that your soulmate is right next to you in bed) it could vary drastically, I have no idea, from depression to nostalgia. I guess you could say it is kind of a look into my life, that being the one in my mind or the real one. Enjoy :)


3. why I like sitting outside at 4am

I have nights. We call them problem nights in my head.

I hate, no detest, when people complain about not being able to sleep at night and then state they have had only like 6 hours sleep. Yes, I understand that it may be a short amount of time for you, but here, have my middle finger becuase I have literally not been able to sleep for about the 3rd time this week. And no, I have no idea why, and no, I can't help it, and no, I'm not taking my electronics away - they have my music and my source of entertainment if I cannot sleep and I don't want my light on so that other inhabitants within this soul sucking household know I'm awake - it kind of agitates me, you know.

So when I get bored and I cannot sleep, I like to look outside the window.

Genuinely, it is one of the most beautiful times of the day in my opinion. You see the sky bleeding out through torn clouds, red of sun and purple of night battling each other before blue brings peace. You hear the birds tweeting from outside your window, and to me, that it something so rare - especially in this world.

It feels new. It feels nostalgic, even.

It's cold outside on a morning, so you have to bring a jacket. I bring my cup of vitamins and supplements that I have stopped taking because they are cheap and ineffective. And it's so beautiful just to sit there. Hear the birds and the peace of no cars on the road. Have a brightened sky. Have a brightened soul for those short, yet dragging fifteen minutes. It feels euphoric.

It's a shame I can't do it more often. Sleep often gets the better of me, and I have to compensate with the sleepiness and headache for the rest of the day and an early night, much to everyone's questioning.

But I love it at four in the morning.

I love the morning sun.

I am not a morning person.

I am just a borderline insomniac.

One that likes to sit outside at four in the morning and think like someone who has just got high.

The only thing is, id just like someone to share it with.

(Yeah, I do think like I'm high, don't I? Lol, well I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. Let me know if you want me to write anything or any comment or heart would be cool. Cool,cool? Cool.)

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