Thoughts in a Box

Those minutes where I am alone, just me and my pillow. I think. A lot. I think about everything, anything. It varies from "what am I doing with my life?" to "Did I have homework?" The room is so silent, but my mind is so loud. It drives me crazy because the things I would never think about, I think about. Sometimes, I have it because brings up things I rather never think about again. The split second before sleep is th most active seconde of my life. Here is my box of thoughts.

Não queria ter levantado da cama hoje..

A véspera do natal, com toda a sua magia.. os preparativos pra grande noite.. sempre foi um dos meus dias favoritos do ano. Não este ano.

Posted December 24, 2010 at 12:05pm