In time, all this realization will dawn on me. But for now all this thinking, all these thoughts being pondered on is making me tired. There is so much my mind can take until I feel restless; losing track of what’s already been thought of and repeating constant cycles. I’m only trying to separate my mind from reality and inner thoughts that keep me off track. It’s only at night when I think the most with endless limits that I don’t even know.

Nothing really makes sense in my mind when I can’t sleep; depriving myself from sleeping maybe the cause of nonsensical ideas I’ll never grasp fully.