I need sleep badly! But I don’t even think of going to bed yet. Somehow I enjoy this kind of masochism. I find a deep pleasure in staying up late.
Last night was fine. I guess. I went to a party, met some friends, and drank a lot. Maybe that’s why today was such a lazy day. I couldn’t even point out one single thing that I did today. It is almost like a day when I didn’t exist.
Right now I’m alone, it’s dark, it’s cold and it’s raining. Trust me when I say that I am not even a bit excited about what tomorrow has to offer. And somehow I enjoy that, too.