Musings On A Late Night

Just a really small piece I wrote as I went back through some of my old art. Hope you like it :D

Night had fallen, and yet my mind had closed to me...  The words on the pages before me have long since faded from my memory, as thoughts crashed upon thoughts in my head...  The constant processing of sentences, statements, pictures, conversations, memories, they all churn in my mind end over end... And yet I continue to let them drag me under their parasitic embrace as I find it comforting, an escape from the realities laid out in the forms on my desk...  These are the ever-present cavalcade of emotions, the roiling riptides of imagination, the deep and meaningless worries of a lonely man...  These are my thoughts, my feelings, my musings on a late night.

Reviews

[Arthur Dumile]

Awesome read! Really great imagery :) Thanks!

[Delmar Cooper]

As a reader I do not take this writing as the personal musings of the narrator. The writing strikes me as written by a third party wearing a narrator cape. In present form it has no effect on this reader.

[Farzeen_Khan]

really awesome literary piece i just got to read! (: thanks for sharing!