My and my pillow
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 homework?'' The room is so silent,
but my mind is so loud. It drives me crazy because the things I would
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.
I think about everything, anything. It varies from ''What am I doing
with my life'' to '' Did I have homework?'' The room is so silent,
but my mind is so loud. It drives me crazy because the things I would
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.
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