Staring at the stars.

For me, the scariest part of the night is just before I loose consciousness. As your body lies there, calm, relaxed, not moving a muscle, your thoughts soar through every corner of your imagination. That's when the unfriendly thoughts creep in. When rationality is thrown out the window. You begin to loose yourself. Or maybe thats when you find the real you, and what you truly desire. I haven't figured out which yet. 

All I know is that this is the one time of my day when I think the scariest thoughts, and desire material possessions and people much more intensely than I ever do when my body is fully conscious and my brain is slowed to a normal pace. 

My mind races, my heart pounds, my body aches. 

Late at night.

When I'm staring at the stars.

Much love, 

Jane Doe.