Midnight Musings:

Tumultuous mind, a traveler on waves crashing within. Every thought, a grain of sand in the swept expanse. Flickering images on dusty screens remind me of forgotten promises. I refrain, I recall, I retreat, a silent echo in the digital void.

Before dawn breaks, shadows wrap around ideas like tangled threads. Outside, the world sleeps, yet the heartbeat of electric whispers lingers. Another memory glitches away. Yet the tide of thoughts is relentless, washing over the shores of sleep. Once swallowed, only to resurface in another form.

At an uncertain hour, when stars flicker like faulty bulbs, neurological pathways rise like an unforeseen landscape. Visitations come. Stranger recalls of the past flit between spaces, unwelcome yet familiar. Must I find refuge in delusions or seek camaraderie among whispers?