Here we go again

Its 2:07 am on January 17th. I should be fast asleep right now, and yet I cannot seem to find slumber. My mind drifts and wanders from thought to thought, confusing me and stealing the sleep from my eyes. I cannot seem to find solace in anything.

Why do I sit awake at night? What do I ponder during these long and seemingly endless hours?

I'm not entirely sure of the answers to these questions. I know that of all the people in the world I should know my own thoughts best, but I do not. Life seems to be rushing forward and I'm not sure where I fit into it all.

Maybe one day I'll be able to fall asleep when I want to, but apparently that day is not today.