Thursday, September 15, 2011
I write ugly sad poems in the half dark trying to figure out what keeps me up so late. Night after night and time after time I'll sleep if: - I've exhausted myself during the day - I've not slept the previous few nights passed. When I come out of a 'I need sleep 24 hrs a day 7 days a week' fit this is how I sleep. Or don't sleep. I guess that's the point. Actually, no the point I think I was trying to make was this: regular exercise is OBVIOUSLY screaming it's need in my face. I don't do that. I tried different 'things'. Different schedules, activities, attitudes, journalling, whatever. I don't like going out of the house and I live in a small bachelor apartment. I'm driving myself mad & getting unhealthily overweight in the process. Okay. That was either good insight or a mini shit on me session. Tune in next time when I actually edit my post and have some vague awareness of it's value. Actually no gaurantee's on that, other than there will be a next time. Sorry bout that.