Midnight thoughts 💭 This is just a small piece of a much bigger script. I feel so threatened by the flow of time. To see how it makes things change so fast and how it makes friends become strangers. It affects our loved ones, making them distant in many ways. Time becomes so intrusive that I have restless nights without sleep, It invades my mind, claiming it like a new found territory, whispering of the inevitable fate of everything that I love or care for. The end of joyfulness, and the start of a grim darkness. Eradicating all chances of changing aspects of my life that I would like to change but perhaps time won’t allow me. My thoughts spin chaotically in the same manner a whirlpool in the ocean would do as it becomes a hurricane. Violently launching ideas everywhere like projectiles. Creating different versions of myself inside my head, with vastly different possibilities of realities, until at least for me they become so real that I end up saying out loud a combination of words that do not make sense for others as they listen. Am I actually being betrayed by my own brain? In truthfulness, It just feels like a sick joke made by myself for myself, If that makes sense at all. A sick joke to make me lose my sanity and become mad, to lose control and suddenly watch everything that I know of disappear into nothingness, a dark endless void, hollow and terrifying.