happy birthday Moob Buddy

p.s. don't lose too much weight, otherwise we can't be MBF

betcha didn't know

weary insomniac

awoken with a start, in an instant. i assume. i presume. i'm guessing. or at least that's how i think it happens. all of a sudden i'm tossing in bed. my eyelids are heavy but still i check the time.

i will myself to sleep. it just gets worse. one thought creeps into my head and occupies all consciousness. questions arise. i entertain them. i indulge in them. one thing leads to another.

too many thoughts to stay awake. not enough thoughts to fall asleep.

i get up and try to do something, anything to get back into bed. then i realise how quickly time has passed, yet it keeps on ticking.

the truth as i know it

why i keep to myself

la laaa laaaaa

i watched Damien Rice on telly last night. and it was just awesome how he put everything into the song.

revealing the rawest emotions. no need to guard against vulnerability. absolutely powerful.

people come and people go