Nothing Left To Say (Pt 1)
So here I am, the fan blowing down on me and I am sitting up in my bed with nothing but the laptop light glowing on me and in my room. Its pretty early to be already hiding away in my room because I tend to do this before hours of sleep… Everyone likes a little quiet before they close their eyes. You see though, Iv been doing this since I woke up and I do it a lot. Nothing but me hiding out with the dark of my room sucking me into my own ‘world’. I guess I typically wouldn’t say my ‘own world’ because, well… Who would wanna have their very own world with no one but themselves? I hear its pretty lonely.
Whats funny is that I am on a world, an earth with more then a billion people from all walks of life. There is soo many people on this place, more than their should be and this place isn’t even that big but in all of this land we live in, I still seem to feel alone. There is soo many people and yet I still manage to feel alone? How does one do that? Maybe I have my own issues and problems or maybe.. Just maybe I am going insane.
For the past several years writing on this blog I have questioned my insanity, sometimes jokingly and sometime serious but I never managed to find an answer to the way I think. They say ‘there is genius in madness’, so lets just hypothetically say I am insane. If I am insane that means there is some genius mind in me too right? That’s how it works anyways. If I am secretly a genius then Id wonder why after soo many blog posts and year I still cant figure out myself, my future, my feelings. Does that make me sane? Or is being insane the answer to all my question?
I guess for now that’s all there is left to say… Typical of me.
