Then again, I haven't exactly tried to fall asleep, but I can just feel that sleep won't come to my bones easily tonight.
I'm thinking a lot of good things about my life, so maybe that's why I'm restless. I have a pretty good weekend ahead of me, I've had a pretty good week so far, and I'm happy. Maybe I'm restless because I want to feel something?! I don't know...
I hate how I tend to crave drama. I wouldn't call myself a drama queen but when my life is "too perfect" or "too good to be true" I second guess everything. That's when the over analyzing kicks in and my life becomes stressful. For what reason? I'll never be able to tell you. I have no idea.
All I know is that I currently have no motivation to close my eyes. I want to read blogs. I want to creep Twitter. I want to talk to my boyfriend until we fall asleep. However, I am alone in this creepy room on residence. My roommate has gone to Guelph for the weekend and everything is pitch black. Too quiet.
Funny, because whenever my roomie is on residence and I'm away, she says she is so afraid of the darkness in my room. Now, I'm petrified to walk by her door that is only open a small crack.
Is that why I can't fall asleep? Because I'm afraid of the dark? I sound like a five year old but truthfully, I'm so terrified of the dark.
The dark is quiet leaving so much unsaid and unknown. The dark leaves room for my imagination to run wild, which is not always a good thing.
I'm just rambling now but the general idea of this post was that I'm too tired to close my eyes. I just want to be awake right now.