It's 6:30 here. As I'm trying to fall asleep, I keep getting visuals of things crashing to the ground. It's kinda a little freaky. Could be leftovers from the alcohol. But seriously, when I lie down I keep imagining signs and large objects violently crashing to the ground — things breaking. I'm sure it's being a little tipsy, but it's a little strange. Even more strange is that the song "Seperate Lives" is stuck in my head as well. I'm pretty sure I did not hear it anywhere (although maybe I did, and it unknowingly got stuck in my head.

You have no right to ask me how I feel.
You have no right to speak to me so kind.
One day I might, find myself looking in your eyes.
But for now, we'll go on living seperate lives.

This message brought to you by Alcoholics Anonymous.

Yes, for now, we'll go on living seperate lives. Good night.