it's that time again.

time of the night where everything piles and the nights seem too short.
or too long, depending on how you look at it.

when the night air clears the head and muddles things just a wee bit more.

and makes you wonder why you do the things that you do.
and why you don't do the things you're supposed to. (like studying which I should be doing.)

confusion abounds.

a wise man once said.
"Fear is not a factor. Stupidity is."