I hate the way that the only time you feel this many things at once and realize that you're feeling them is when you're sad.
Good thing I have to take the PSATs in the morning.
To put it simply, this sucks.

I just applied for a job at Panera Bread.
Also, my Halloween costume is a flapper.

That's all.

It's 2:11 AM. I wish there was some way that when you couldn't sleep, someone else wouldn't be able to sleep with you. But unfortunately, the earth doesn't look out for you in this way. I watched Revolutionary Road twice, and finished two books. After this, I'll probably research for an English paper.
Sometimes, I think that if we slowed down enough, we could hear the Earth breathe. I swear, every once in a while, I can feel it turning. I know it's probably my imagination, but if you close your eyes, and sit very still, you can feel it. It's not some profound feeling. It's not magical, nor does it spark some sort of epiphany. But it's nice.
I wish there were a way to check if your head were properly screwed on straight. Sometimes I doubt mine is. I have these irrational fears. I find myself running down dark hallways at night, afraid of what could be chasing me, or flicking on the lights as fast as possible, with my heart pounding. I know it's silly. I have nothing to be afraid of. I just can't help that feeling, though.
Another thing I find interesting is the concept of the moon. We are all under the same one. Some of us stare at it; some of us barely even notice it. But everyone's moments where they see it all happen under the same moon. I sort of wish it could talk, and it could tell us some of the stories of what it's witnessed. I think the moon would be a fabulous person. Very calm, and wise, and full of life at the same time.

I feel as though my head will explode into eight hundred thousand tiny pieces if I hear one more syllable of yours. Tired tired tired. I'm frustrated, and you just plain suck sometimes.