Sleeplessness

For those who know me, it isn't surprising that I abruptly awoke this morning and have yet to get back to sleep. It's ok, I've grown to accept it. So instead of fussing, I'm filling the earholes with some Slightly Stoopid. Most of these nights I spend trolling facebook or questioning all the unknowns of the free world. Tonight, there is a special feeling of contentness (as you can tell, I'm going to use ****ness a lot. Get off me) of the immediate but wonderment of the bigger picture. So as I toke from my e-cig and listen to semi-reggae, I'm wondering if I'm discovering the doldrums of mid-twenties. Let's see, I'm too old to be an adolescent all full of immaturity, too young to be filled with content of the daily grind but at a crossroads where I need to be doing something. The thing that really bothers me is that I don't want to be one of the "I don't want to grow up, wanna be a Toys R' Us kid" peeps. I don't want to be on the brink of the thirties acting like I'm 21, however, at this point what else is there? On the other hand I'm thinking, "we only live once blah blah blah." Hmm. I'm guessing the befuddlement is being caused by the lack of sleep and fear of the impending work day. Good day all. Top o' the morning to ya.