late last night when we were all in bed... bum bum bum

It's late again. Last night I stayed up until 6am. I like it, in a strange way. My need to be alone is conflicting with my fear to be alone and I guess resulting in a series of nights that alternate between me staying up all night in either a frightening or productive way. Tonight I finished the zine for the centre. That's a good thing.

Things are strange right now.