as of late, i've found myself having trouble falling asleep. well maybe this isn't such a new thing for me, however, the reasoning for this has changed quite a bit. i lay there thinking about ideas, definition, lines, shapes and colors....endlessly. i wonder what defines me? or maybe not me so much,...but my style? and how one chooses a "style." and how a style defines someone, whether it be intentional or unintentional? i mean this in both a material and non material sort of way. hmmm. i wonder ... i ponder... and i like where this is going. i really like it. and i like when i have trouble falling asleep for this reason. it brings me a different kind of energy when i wake. an excited and giddy sort of energy.