Restless

Last night was weird.

First I got sick.
Dizzy.
I almost puked.
(Motion sickness is the worst.)

And I came home, laid in bed at 4am.

And I didn't sleep. I couldn't sleep.

From 4 to 9, my mind was racing.
Ideas were flowing.

Embarrassingly enough, I carried on conversation [with myself] for those 4 hours.

(I eventually want to understand the science behind "talking to ones self", and I want to figure out the severity of this psychosis.)

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Key Points:
I watched the light peeking through my window turn, blue to white light.

I crunched a lot of statistics. (I've been living roughly 7,500 days.)
I came up with a couple new ideas.
I revisited 20 years.


...and the last night I laid in bed restless.

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Final Thought:
[I need to record my future psycho-sessions.]


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