Fear Is Th Heart Of Love

I've been up for th longest time, trying t buy some sleep or finding something t do. But th night didn't consume me, not tonight at least. I haven't got much in specific t write about, though I just feel like it. I guess I always find something t write about anyway. So I spent most of my time tonight looking at my life in retrospect, or in other words reminiscing. But my mind's pretty frivolous tonight. Like being fascinated by how 95% of th world's oceans are largely unmapped and th undiscovered life lurking down below. Or th feeling of tranquility said t be experienced just before death and how time slows down. Th sea of tranquility is where I do long t go, but stopping right here, right now, embracing such a gift called life. And nights unlike these are made for me t be pressed against th Earth by th weight of reality. But life holds tranquility too, never fully however. Deep, controlled breathing, as if unshackling my whirlwind of thoughts each time, calmly in th darkness w th sound of night and music as my company, I am at peace w my mind tonight. Never completely though, life would never be kind enough t offer absolute tranquility.