Thursday, July 9, 2009

And The Angels Were Silent;

Content. Wow.

Insomniac kicked me in the the testicles as hard as anything did 5 weeks ago, it only really happens when I'm alone, and as we all know I've been alone for awhile. It hasn't phased me, when I do get sleep, oh boy, do I sleep. I play guitar till 4am, which is becoming a habit. I've watched all my DVD's on repeat time after time. Everything is becoming a routine. I don't want it to be messed up.

Today, I hadn't slept, watching How I Met Your Mother over and over, to cheer me up, as the sun was rising, I think I had a micro-sleep whilst staring at it, I went and made a coffee and sat out the front on the veranda, with my 2 cats Phoebe, Tye and my dog Lucy. Sipping on my coffee and inhaling nicotine with my 3 best friends, listening to light rain drizzle along my rooftop, watching the sunrise set over the overly large tree across the road from me and brightening up my dark suburban neighborhood, I indulged in all of this for a bit, and realized I never took notice of the small things in my life, my animals, the beauty of a sunrise, everything. I pat my animals and flick my cigarette further then I have since I learnt how to flick a cigarette, and realized one thing;
This is the most content and at peace I have been in 5 weeks.
This feels good.

:)

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