It's 10:30 and I'm laying here wide awake typing away with one thumb (freak drill accident, it's growing back...I think) and there's a million things running through my mind. It's like when I was two years old running around at home opening the cabinets, climbing under the truck, jumping on the wood pile, and all my parents wanted to do was enjoy their sweet iced tea in some peace. I can finally sympathize (to an extent) and damn...that must have sucked 10 fold.
But anyways, I'm here, browsing the phone passing the time. I tend to do that a lot nowadays; pass the time. Hiking, running, browsing...whatever it takes to keep the mind occupied. It's a hard thing to not think about what you're trying to forget.
the zz's are coming...goodnight moon.