Waiting for sleep to arrive… I guess I should be used to it by now, but no.. it still feels weird to be completely exhausted but at the same time unable to sleep
It’s strange how sometimes the longing comes completely out of the blue. Like yesterday, I was visiting a record-store, trying to find a certain cd (didn’t find it though, I have no idea about the categorization of different genres…). And there I am, in the middle of the music-filled shelves, and suddenly it hits me. How much you would have enjoyed being there with me… yet another thing we never got to do. And the thing is, that I really would have wanted to show you this shop… in this age of online-shopping and home-deliveries, I’m absolutely sure you would have appreciated a visit to an “old-fashioned” record-store.
Oh, and to make things worse, what cd jumped out to my already teary eyes?
Right you are..
It feels so stupid to miss these kind of little things, but I do. These are the things that seem to matter the most.
And about something completely different.
… I missed my “window of opportunity”, and I don’t know when the next possibility will be. That makes me feel like I’ve failed, again.
There are a lot of things I’d like to say, but I’m just too tired to gather my thoughts So this will have to do for now, and I’ll try to get a little bit of sleep…