Late Night Thinking...

I'm not sure what to write tonight.

Am I ever?

I just have a strong propensity to write. A lot of my feelings, I think have to do with...not necessarily regrets, but feelings that imitate regret. I truly feel like things happen for a reason. I really really do.

God led me to him #1. He led me to _____. God led him # 2 to me so that me and him #1 wouldn't work out for a reason. But had it not been for him #1 leading me to _____, and him #2 getting in between him #1 and me, I wouldn't have met him #3...and him #3...I think what they say about third time's the charm is true...At least, I'm crossing my fingers it is.

But anyway, back to regret...

I guess it's not regret I feel. It's sadness and pity. It's pity for the people who can't stand on their own. Who can't face me. I feel a little amount of respect for those who could wrong you and not make any efforts to rectify the situation.

However, it is not anger I feel tonight, either.

It's just thinking...free thinking...

I think that it's late at night when people have the most interesting of thoughts to share. But the irony of it all is that it's also the time when people feel most alone. And when they're alone with all these thoughts, what do they do?

People like me write. Others write songs. Others create art.

Thoughts like these aren't meant to sit around idle.

People create signifiers out of the signified. The world is a system of symbols. It is up to us to create and interpret them...

Sorry...I just had an Anthropology midterm and that was definitely a definition I had to memorize. Hah. Imagine its relevance in my life.

I guess I should sleep. All my other thoughts are boring.