well you can call this a product of insomnia. i suffer from a condition which will not allow me to leave a blank space like this unfilled... nothing serious just boredom. the problem is i have no idea what i am going to write until it is finished. i will probably keep away from the overwrought autobiography for now but i may break into that at a later date. then again this may be it for me tonight, i don't know i find it hard to concentrate at this time of night, i keep finding myself trying to find faces in the wood grain of my door or trying to get rid of some random song that has for some reason lodged itself in my brain. it's not even like i just listened to the song i won't even be listening to music and something like they might be giants will start playing in the background of every thought. so i have to displace it with something else and then that with yet another on and on ... thus the insomnia. right now i have "fly me to the moon" running in a loop and i am contemplating replacing that with either "ziggy stardust" or "american nightmare" either way i will probably end up using both eventually. well i gess that is enough rambling for me tonight i will probably be more coherent later today since it is morning now.
