a faint light through your window flickers in the early morning fog, and you rub your eyes.
your blanket's all messed up and backwards and inside-out and right-side in and you've tossed and turned and flipped your pillow and spun your covers and changed your shirt and checked your phone and drank water and yet you still can't sleep.
your eyes are still wide open, but sandy, begging you to let them stay closed.
you will your mind to relax.
you try your very best to get rid of all thoughts and put the buzzing to rest.
even listening to your sleep playlist doesn't lull you to dreamland.
you settle with staying awake; with waiting hours till the sun finally comes up.
replaying movies in your head, adding music, and camera angles.
making your memories real.
trying to think about the future, and drawing a blank.
picture yourself in ten years time.
where are you ?
you can pretend to know, or have expectations.
but you really have no idea.
we can all idealize and fantasize and in reality, be completely surprised by the actual outcome of it all.
i get freaked out by the future.
not as freaked out as most.
but it's scary.
sometimes i just want to shoot myself through a time machine forwards so i can catch a glimpse.
but i can't.
so instead i'll be cheesy and tell you to embrace the present.
***
you know what i like ?
i like a good old plot twist.
i like a good old fork in the road.
something to shake things up a little bit.
you know ?
fuck, man.
what it takes to put a smile on this face.
not that much, i can say.
goodnight, lovelies.
i don't remember if i posted this, but it's called on the road.
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