Sleep, or Lack Therof

I have thought on this for some time now and come to the conclusion that I will be very surprised if I hit the the small, orange rectangle below that prompts me to 'publish post'.

Awake and unfeeling slightly numb, listening to sad yet beautiful songs filling me with memories sadder still. It is a popular misconception that listening to such music brings me down. It is the very fact that I have been down that prompts me towards my current sonic selection. Then again, I do not know that I can make any claim to ever really choosing 'happy' music. 'Joyous' or 'triumphant' maybe, but 'happy' music seems to lack a certain depth and I cannot bring myself to consciously choose it. Typing away and wishing that my typing skills were a bit better as if that would make this any easier in truth. I know that it is hard to write, I run into obstacles every time that I try but it is mostly laziness that prevents me I suppose. So many other things to do, but not that I will do any of those ephemeral 'Things That Need To Be Done". Some things are harder to watch than others. I guess that I knew that already, but reminders pop up every now and then. Sometimes you have to go looking for them.

Time to go again, chin up and all that.