well i am definately awake at strange hours lately.
my thoughts racing, trying to outdo the last thought. trying to come up with something tangible and meaningful.
dialogue whipping off my tongue, bringing me out of a state of nearly falling asleep back to the computer screen, glaring so bright to my tired eyes.
how much of my life has been spent this way? glaring back at a computer screen while my mind leads my fingers to create new ideas i may read at the moment of conception without falling over my tongue which could never keep up with my inner voice