Its late.
A late school night that is.
Even now I look at the clock and it says 12:12.
I'm supposed to make a wish? I did.

So even now when all I can think about is curling up into a tiny ball and cuddling up to my pillow to enjoy the 5 hours I have until I have to get up. I can't help but have a tiny part of my brain quite tuned to the meaning of life. One of those stupid minutes you step back and think about it all.

Where am I in all this?

I keep thinking that life is like an endless ladder.
You get some interesting stops as you reach new heights.
Yet. Your always wondering what comes next?
but the ladder does eventually end.
You fall off. Then what?

Exactly.