Friday, 26 March 2010
Those minutes where i am alone,just me and my pillow.I think. A lot. I think about everything,anything.It varies from ''what am i doing with my life?'' to ''did i have any homework?'' The room is so silent, but my mind is so loud.It drives me crazy because the things i wouldnt never think about, i think about.Sometimes, i hate it because it brings up things i rather never think about again.The split second before sleep is the most active second of my life.