It happened again. Just like two days ago.

I couldn’t go to bed.

I mean, to make sure I rectified by sleep cycle, I pulled an all-nighter before. Then I made the mistake of taking quite the long nap.

But I have this weird feeling that it’s not because of that. I’m just really excited for what I have to do. What I feel like I must do, in spite of all things that I keep throwing at myself.

Oh, and by the way: Ctrl + Opt + Cmd + 8 is your friend when you’re trying to blog after you have had your eyes closed for a while.

Catch-22

I feel like I’m going to end up blogging the things that I find interesting. But I forgot to think that… maybe I have to find that thing interesting enough to blog about it.

Since I never thought about the possibility of the existence of such a catch-22, I was able to write supposedly knowing that I would write on what I wanted to write.

This, of course, is just an example of the many annoying roadblocks in my life. My mind keeps running away from what it really should be thinking about.

And I think that’s all I got left in me tonight. It’s weird how I just start typing sometimes, through the wrist pains… blah.