it feels so quiet lately. or maybe it's just me that feels quiet. i'm easily lulled into silence by the music i've been listening to - i withdraw into it.
the trouble is, i don't know into what i'm withdrawing. i'm vaguely aware that i'm thinking, but about what, i'm unsure. it seems rather strange. that my subconscious seems to be more awake and alive than my conscious.
it seems rather paradoxical, don't you think? but then i think we're all paradoxes when we think about it. but individuals are complex creatures - if we weren't walking contradictions, life would be bland, simple.
and really, life isn't simple. there's always some new twist, some new turn that keeps one on one's toes. either that or makes them crawl into bed under the covers until all the craziness is over. but eventually, you've got to come out from under the covers - even if there is a ghost outside your door.
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