Back in 2020, my mind worked differently—waking up at 2 AM, writing like a madwoman, chasing every idea that wouldn’t let me sleep. These days, I’ve learned to find time here and there throughout the day and evening, and honestly, it suits me just fine as I get older. But one thing hasn’t changed—the half-written stories. I wish more than anything that I could focus long enough to finish just one book! The number of almost-complete, so close I can taste it stories I have is far too many to count. It’s embarrassing! But I still hold on to the hope that one day, I’ll surprise you all and finally post one here. 📚
Skelly

2 AM Thoughts
It’s always when the rest of the world is peacefully asleep that my mind is most alive.
At 2 AM, my thoughts refuse to rest. Ideas flood in—urgent, demanding to be freed from the confines of my mind.
I replay conversations and interactions, dissecting them, imagining how they could have unfolded differently. Regret, curiosity, and possibility intertwine in an endless loop.
Half-written stories pile up, each one abandoned before it ever feels right. It’s almost embarrassing—the inability to finish, the constant need to tweak, to perfect, to rewrite.
At this hour, I embody the life of a tortured writer. My fingers can’t hit the keyboard fast enough to keep up with the rush of thoughts. Words pour out, raw and unfiltered. It’s exhilarating.
But by 5 AM, reality sets in. I’m no longer just a writer lost in my world of words. I’m me again—a tired, overwhelmed wife and mom with responsibilities waiting. There’s no time to entertain the creative chaos.
Caffeine becomes my lifeline, helping me power through the day. But I know the truth—at 2 AM, it’s not caffeine that fuels me. It’s pure adrenaline.
At 2 AM, I come alive. It’s pain and exhilaration. It’s nostalgia and adventure. It’s falling in love and grieving loss. It’s everything—rolled into one extraordinary, intoxicating experience.
And so, 2 AM, we say goodbye… until we meet again.

-SK

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