Why is it that it is when we go to bed our minds roam more?
This is when we think about our day.
What went wrong.
What went right.
What we could've done different.
This is when we plan.
What we will do tomorrow.
The day after tomorrow.
And much more days to come.
Maybe it is because of the darkness that surrounds us.
No distractions, nor interruptions.
We have time on our hands.
This is when we want to get the most done.
But we never do, 'cause we eventually fall into slumber.
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Ameliorate
PoetryCollection of thoughts, short stories, and poems. About the worst of life, or the best. Sometimes we want to fix this broken thing called life. But we should choose the easier route. Escape it. Just fly away.
