Imogen Heap, Sunrise, and insomnia. Not sure if I'm high or if my brain is trying to turn itself off. There's an eerie quiet in the apartment. Almost as if nothing's alive in the complex, but it is at the same time. I'm acutely aware of my own breathing or lack thereof. I know its mostly my brain tired and exhausted when my body isn't but really just feels like life is at a standstill. I'm also afraid to say anything because it just seems like I would break the mood and throw everything back into a state of living chaos. Even my own thoughts seem more easier to come by.
Can't say that I don't enjoy it :) It's very rare that I have a sense of peace in my life. I know its short-lived...but I just wanna enjoy it for what it is.
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