those lonely nights
i’ve fully embrace the night as my partner in crime. it is during this time, when i am alone and in the darkest hour that i find reason to wake up in the morning. the normal waking hour becomes nothing more than systems of patterns that i am obligated to play out. be this, be here, explain this, pretend you care. it’s only during moments of solutidue that a free form of will takes shape and i began to understand the nature of my patterns. the dreams are defered for an expulsion of self medicating action. most […]