Today / Me Falling Asleep

I am writing this post now because I feel the other "normal" blog post today just didn't say anything. Wow...I am at a loss for words to even begin to describe today. The plural nominal phrase "Lightning Swords" is oddly floating around my mind like curling smoke rising from a fire. My bravado, self-confident exterior slowly dwindles down until I'm back to being my quiet, shy self that wants to sleep on the keyboard or the floor, whichever is closer. I wake up every moring as a positive extrovert, and I fall asleep as an (insert negative adjective here) introvert. One more reasons to avoid staying up too late. I like to be nice and happy in the morning. Exercise or being around other people can help tremendously with the above problem. Lately I haven't been getting much of the latter. I live in my own twisted fairytale, and thank god very few people have been there, even though it has flying oceans of fire and wind you can walk on. Nevermind, I wish more people were here with me, it's so lonely. I wish I could write something more inspirational, but that isn't how I feel right now. I feel weird. And by weird, I mean weirder than usual. I don't know if that's good or bad.

Now that my mind has begun to wander, I might as well get those odd thoughts out there while they exist.

What if everyone on the Earth suddenly woke up and became intelligent? Sure, I wouldn't feel special anymore, but now I'm seriously wondering what would happen...

I've always wondered, why do people want flying cars? I always imagined horrible accidents in the sky with wrecks plummeting hundreds of feet before reaching the ground. Just imagine how horrible rush hour would be.

Rush hour. Where did that phrase come from? There isn't anything "rushed" about it.

Sleeping, why am I not?

Actually, maybe I am sleeping. I would be sleep-blogging. I dream about blogging.

Back to my fairytale. I need to make a map of this place sometime. Or I could just end up finishing one of my other million unfinished projects. Work, work, work. Even my escapism seems is becoming a hassle. Maybe I should just lighten up on the strict, formal grammatical regime I've subjected myself to.

Altho thn moest ppl cdnt rd my posts.

O.k. I am growing more and more tired. I can't really see the screen anymore. Time to call it quits. I'm going to let the day 10 Kimi 4th of K'anasiiy rise.

So goodnight world! I promise I shall speak with you some other time, but I have important business to do. (That would be sleeping, you know, that thing you do when you run out of things to say?)