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.
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