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2011-02-23 - 2:34 a.m. Been reading a lot of end of the world scenarios. I started trying to creep myself out before I go to bed, like I used to as a little boy, reading books about the Bermuda Triangle, Bigfoot, Ghosts of the American Highways. I used to bury my head under the blankets, leave only my mouth exposed to breathe. Now I turn off the light, roll over and wait for the fear in my gut to melt, and I drift off.It is really cliche, but I have this urge to feel something different, stir up the pot of emotions a little bit. It's no more self-destructive than doing anything else on the internet until 3am. You can only become so jaded.
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