4am

Some mornings/afternoons I wake up and just can't seem to shake certain thoughts from my head. The most distracting music or mindless television show doesn't seem to do it anymore. Must be a sign that I'm all of a sudden an adult with the thickest of skin who can basically handle whatever it thrown at me but it sticks and rolls around in my brain for longer than it should. Babysitting my younger cousins helps me realize how complicated my life has become from the days when grabbing the shovel from another kid in the sandbox was the biggest fight and my parents took care of everything from what I was wearing that day to everything I ate. Now it makes my head spin trying to find the right thing to wear that obviously gives off some impression depending on the situation and everything I eat somehow effects how my body is going to react and like me later.

if only life was as simple as a 3 year old state of mind or a dog where eating, sleeping, and shitting are the essential events of a typical day.