that moment

You know that moment when you cannot help but think you are getting older and there is nothing you can do about it? I am in that space.

I am not thinking any particular thing. Nothing specific, my mind is just doodles of thoughts and notes and stuff that is not even solid.

I havent been sleeping well the past few weeks. Not good. I read to kill time and to stop my wandering mind from running wild again. Reading is good for me. It is something to do. An escape.

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