It's 1am and I'm outside drinking tea and smoking cigs.

The stars and northern lights are beautiful.

Depression insomnia meets the wonders of life.

Sleep.. sleep..

Edit: This time of year was a very spiritual thing I do. I remember it was -10 degrees but I didn't care and just layed down on the grass and looked at the northern lights and stars at night.

Right now it's -2 degrees.

That saucer pan alignment of stars if you know what I'm talking about.. The "Big dipper". When I was like 12 I remember my dad, my sister and I got lost on one of the Canary Islands in the town with palm trees and that and we walked towards that star alignment to find our way back at night.