i should be sleeping.
jetlag has taken over my mind & my body. i can’t think straight. i should be sleeping, but i’m not. i’m exhausted, but still awake. there is so much in my head. everything feels cozy & safe. i am inspired. i feel creative. it has been a tiring, yet amazing day. and now, i just want to write & write & write. all night. all day. and let the words flow. what a magical, beautiful, ordinary night this is.