vent

It seems as though every time midnight hits, my mind begins to wander and my thoughts become so cluttered. I think of all of the things I long to be good at, all the things I long to do with my time and my creativity peaks. Yet, it's midnight, and I only want to rest. I'll fall asleep after vegging out on the computer for a bit and in the morning begin my same ol' daily grind not paying any attention to my aspirations from the previous night. It's a constant frustration that I can easily solve. I just need to make time and let my mind wander all day.