This is where I'll be shitposting & update you guys on the current situation of my books/schedule. Not a very important book, but if you're wondering when's the next update, this book has the answer.
Creative ideas always seep into my mind when the people in the city I'm living in seem to be slumbering, yet the city itself is wide awake — like me, burning the midnight oil.
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I always wonder what goes on the other side of the river; fireworks seem to go off all the time, even after the clock had struck midnight. Maybe Gatsby and I aren't too different after all.
Still, I love being an insomniac; I'm often solaced by silence in the golden light.
