The dark stairs

I stay here, looking at these stairs.
It's way into the night, and many have already turned off their lights.
So here we stand, in the middle of a stairway, in the darkness. The weak lighting of this place comes only from a small glass window that's half opened. Feels like a nice place anyway. I could even sleep here. Perhaps sleeping in odd places makes me feel better than sleeping where I should...
I see a lot of stupid things when I close my eyes. Well, not stupid. Let's stop saying stupid to all related to us. I see distorted things, colorful and wicked. Mostly having some relation to violence. It's no big new anyway, it has always happened, all I need to do is to not concentrate on anything specifically.
These are perhaps sad days. That's just it. But it will be over within time, just as always. Stupid things come to mind, this time they are indeed stupid. But I guess, who never had stupid things passing through their minds?
In these times it's dangerous to talk to yourself. Or at least, think. It's just the bizarre feeling of loneliness. I guess you can't fight your human side forever. Or you can, if you sleep well.
Perhaps I need to sleep at the stairway...

Sunny day

Sunny day...
It's strange how some days like this look so sad. But don't get me wrong, it's actually good. These last days were pretty odd but that's ok.
They say you should talk about what you have in mind at the moment, but I don't feel like I have anything in my mind right now... but somehow I want to write here. Well, perhaps some thought can show up while I do it. Who knows...
The problem of having just too many things going on in your head is that, when it's over and you can actually relax, the feeling of not having anything in mind bothers you. Which exemplifies our complaining behaviour, we complain about everything. But still, they say it's good to do that, otherwise we would just stay in the same place, the same way, forever.
That reminds of changes. I never really liked changes, because, I always liked the way things were, or at least I was used to it. People can get used to almost anything. But lately things have changed, and I wasn't completely against it, mostly because I was an agent in these changes. But even like this, a part of me still prefer the things the way they were. Well, you can't please everyone. The problem is that I can't tell if things are better now, or worse. Guess I'll have to wait some more 'til I can define it.
One of the changes is leading. I never liked it, or at least that's what I used to think. It's scary at first, but after you take control, it's pretty exciting. Teaches you to try things, kinda cool. And I'm talking this out of nowhere since I don't lead that much. Just foolin' around. And getting confused.
I'll perhaps need some people to remember me who I am... weird days.
Well, to each his own.