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Midnight Thoughts

I sometimes get some sort of bizarre inspiration to write about my feelings. Something soul baring which I normally cant express in words. I rarely ever share those thoughts or writings. I keep them on pages folded up and tucked into some old box. I found a diary that I wrote while still at school, and it was so embarrassing to read it again.

Writing like that, just for me, is OK, but I can’t imagine sharing it. I can’t imagine, if that how I myself feel about reading those thoughts, how another person must feel.

To place something here in the open. Where anyone and everyone can read it. Its odd really. Specially considering the weirdo’s who sometimes spy on me.

Just the thought of sharing things like that brings back memories of feelings I got whenever I had a certain nightmare.

Paddington Station - NightmareI suddenly find myself in a place like Paddington station. Where every person would just walk along their well trodden path, happily in their little world sustained by ipods and headphones. I suddenly shake them out of their comfortable realms all with my bare naked body. Yes. I’m in Paddington station completely naked. I get the kind of looks that make a person wonder whether they’ve intruded. Maybe even that I’m from some strange unknown species on display.

I hated that feeling so much.

I wonder why I dreamt that so often? I haven’t had that dream for ages now.

Still, I can’t expose myself like that on here.



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  1. May 30, 2007    

    I understand what you mean about the diary thing. One of the reasons I’ve never kept one is because sometimes its too disturbing to see how much of an idiot I was a few years ago. Its scary with all the information and philosophies that have become available to me in the meantime, to think that once my life was governed by something that has all the skill of an intoxicated chimpanzee.

    Next time you find yourself in Paddington station, you might consider proclaiming loudly something along the lines of “Look, I’m a spotted Guinea fowl!” and start doing the chicken dance or something. The idea being that it can’t be a nightmare if it’s voluntary. And how many times are you going to get the chance to act a complete nutter in Paddington station and not wake up in a padded cell?

    I’ve started design and coding of my blog, by the way.

  2. May 30, 2007    

    Yay, comment spam!

    I was going to do the whole design and coding from scratch like on my old site, but then I remembered I’m lazy.

    I’d love a blogroll.

  3. May 31, 2007    

    I’ve had the “showing up naked” dream but it was at my workplace.

    I hated it….

  4. tom tom
    June 2, 2007    

    I find it difficult sometimes to read my old journals and I certainly couldn’t share them completely, I do give away bits and pieces of my life on my blogs though..

  5. June 2, 2007    

    I seldom post anything of a personal nature @ my blog…usually just drivelly nonsense.

  6. June 3, 2007    

    I have journals from the last 7 years. Sometimes i go back and read them and think what the hell was i thinking?

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