Another late night

I can't seem to fall asleep any time before 4am. I am caught in the endless conversation between me and myself. Why? What is going on?

Everything and nothing
Passion and self-pity
Amusement and listlessness
Creativity

What would a conversation be like between me, you, myself and yourself? Here I practice talking. Here I practice speaking into the future; my voice. Here I cut through the noise and clamor of my weaknesses.

And I practice listening.

I practice listening...

I practice listening...

i practice...

listening....