insomnia

can't sleep at night. i want to be in a vast somewhere where i can be constantly reminded that my problems and i are minuscule compared to the twisting and turning events of the universe. the real fucking world, not this makeshift reality i'm forced to endure. i want to fade into a nothingness where passion for living is my sole reality. it is a most incredible nothing. true intentions, motivations. a will and reason to live! thoughts about my future keep me up. about truth, about love. well, what do you know? surprise? i wish i had the answers to everything.

"the beauty of truth: whether it is 

bad or good, it is liberating." 

-paulo coelho