most things aren't an adventure, but you can make them one. i like that. there are a lot of reasons why.
that night i couldn't sleep. i laid and just thought. thought about the things that you don't have time to think about when your busy, those stupid things. i laid flat on my back, and felt myself breathing. i heard my heart beating and the funny noises that my stomach was making. i heard the rain and the wind outside. i could hear trees creaking, and i could hear my imagination. i could hear it all at once. i don't know what that means, i wouldn't mind if it didn't mean a thing.
that's all, i'm ok with pointless if you are.
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