avoiding the question

Sometimes I come online wanting to write about something.. and I just wish something else would come to my mind. It's like trying to force another idea out when your mind's already made up with one. when this happens...

I'd usually just go to sleep and forget everything, cause sleep makes everything better.. I have a new found love for sleeping these days. It used to be my nine to five, now I just want to make it my hobby. In the past, I never understood how people could proudly proclaim sleep as one of their favorite pastimes.. Unless necessary I always thought it to be a waste of time.. Now I just know that every minute I get to spend in dream land, is essentially a dream in itself. but still I never understood much. Just like how I never understood genuinely the beauty that beholds, one's eyes.

never did I, not until now ...