Gun Shots

It's four in the morning; that means I am four hours past my bedtime. I can't remember the last time I was up this late. I found a lot of interesting things on the internet though; one being this website. Why am I creating this blog? I have no idea. Perhaps it's an escape from the "don't stop, can't stop, won't stop" lifestyle that consumes me. I'm curious to see if anyone even looks at this thing...but it won't hurt my feelings if they don't.

Things happen at four in the morning. My mind begins to wonder but then it is brought back to reality by the noises outside resembling gun shots. A man yelled "what the hell was that?!" and I mumbled "good question". The noises repeated themselves. As I began to find blogs scattered throughout the internet, alarms started going off in my room. I quickly realized they were just old watches. Then my television turned itself off. A pan fell in the dishwasher. My roommate coughed. The early morning hours make me more aware. I sort of like it.

I have a lot to say; but I hold a lot back. I look forward to updating this thing and I hope I will be able to let it all out.