I don't get why I'm up this early/late. Or that I even care. I used to never care. I'd be up for days either manic, painting feverishly (or planning to but never actually picking up the brush), or drinking strenuously and eventually getting completely cracked out. I'm tired now though, and my mind just will not shut off. If my "safe" crush simply knew how I felt and bent to my will, thus acting accordingly...ahhh. Of course, my-so-called safe little crush and I would not be all so safe now would we?