Do you ever have those nights when you’re alone and all you truly need to care about is your own mind?
I sit here with my fan on Medium, acting as a loud white-noise machine, filtering my thoughts so that they can simply remain my own. It’s times like these that I feel the need to contemplate every decision I have ever made, all my relationships with the world and my relationship with myself. I question my own actions, be it the ones I have committed lately or those that have occurred months or maybe years ago. It is one of those times when I can see my past life and my present so carefully laid out in chronological order.
I think of what I need to accomplish tomorrow, about how I regret the misuse of the time I was given today. I am overthinking again. I can’t help it. It is simply one of those nights.
I wonder if anyone else gets that way.