The thing is...

4:27am TU.03.25.08

The thing is, I'm not tired.
The thing is, I can’t write.
The thing is when I dream, I dream of places and things that don't exist and I'm not even in my dreams.
So where do I go when I wake up, if I wasn't there before I woke up?
The thing is, if there's nothing how can there be anything.
And now that I love I feel lost again.
When I had no purpose, it was easy.
I woke up, I did the repetitive routine and I went to sleep when it was done.
Now I want to be again.
And being means thinking and feeling and doing, rather than just acting a part in the role of life.
I don't want to not love -- that being the simple way out of this predicament.
I just want to know how to love and still sleep.
That’s the thing.

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[Lia]

Nice piece thanks for sharing