Late night writings.
I got out of my bed, opened my laptop and dimmed the light. I just can’t sleep tonight. I flipped my pillow, squashed it, hug it and even bite it and still I can’t sleep. Something is bothering me and I have the sudden urge to write. I hate this when it happens. When I’m supposed to be sleeping now but here I am writing this. And yes, it is indeed late night writing. And I hate this. Why? Because I’m supposed to be sleeping now but something pushes me up and force me to write, the words just sprang out in my head, the thoughts and everything like they want to be written now.
I opened my laptop, dimmed the light and type this. I’m having a hard time typing this because of the light and things starting to get scary and it’s already three in the morning, the cats started weeping, dogs howling and I think I heard a bird. Nah, it must be my imagination gone wild.
Do you ever feel that? The sudden urge to write like if you didn’t type it now, you’ll forget. Even though you’re typing the main topic on your phone so you won’t forget it but still, you forgot it in the morning. So this is why I’m typing this.
Do you ever feel that? Like all of the thoughts you want to write suddenly popped out and you’re so happy that you can write something now.