Greeting an old friend!

same day same night same rut.
the rut of the same things.
the things in the same rut.
Why and what am i doing awake at this insane hour... when wise people in the world choose to sleep..give rest to their mind and body. live in peace or at least try to. What am i doing here? living in the rut.. or making my own rut. It is a spiral staircase.. no matter whether you are going up or down you are bound to get drizzy.
and just when you realize this.. insomnia greets you like a long lost friend catching up over a drink at 6 pm in the corner bar... you are bound to spend time past midnight..
So I should be cheerful and greet my old friend...Mr Insomia.