midnight musings

I feel as though I am becoming genuinely and increasingly disgruntled and dissatisfied with the human population. I am finding myself increasingly bored and complacent. Almost as if the world is at a stand still. Temporary, I know. But all the knowledge, intuition, or even faith or belief you can have can’t change how things are. Before I get started on the conversation of change and one person and what not, I’d like to express another ideology. No, not an ideology, but a intuitive discovery I suppose you can call it. I’ve noticed my mind is increasingly and more frequently and detailedly heading to one spot in my head. An area I would much rather bury in a lock coffin, with the key thrown into the middle of the ocean. I’m not sure why, but it’s happening. Further exploration may be necessary before venturing out and onward, but I just feel idle observation is the right course of action at this point in time. Let it run its course I suppose would be the turn of phrase we could use. Admittedly I do feel anxious and nervous, almost frightened, by what’s going on. “But this, too, shall pass.”