insomniac

This is it…After twelve years it’s all finally over. I can feel this heavy weight finally being lifted and it feels surreal. I can wake up at six o’clock almost everyday not by force, but by will. I can get in my car and drive around a bit, not going anywhere particular, take a morning walk, read a book for fun…Damn, I don’t remember the last time I enjoyed reading a book. A couple more months and everyone will be going on their own paths. I’ll probably never see most of you again and I’m strangely okay with that. Maybe one day we’ll cross paths again in another year or ten. It’s a small world after all. Goodluck.