The Midnight Hour

So it's past midnight and I'm writing. Never a good place to start. Unless you want weird stuff. Then it's the perfect place to start.

So I was wondering if anyone else has the same thoughts that I do, eventually coming to the conclusion that yes, someone out there must have similar thoughts to me. Or maybe a lot of people do. But then if a lot of people do, why have I never read my thoughts on those meme things on Facebook or whatever. You know the one I mean. The things with the thing. Yeah of course you do.

I eventually got to the conclusion that if everyone has the same thoughts, then they must also think that no one else has those same thoughts, so instead everyone pretends to have different thoughts to fit in with the fake thoughts of everyone else.

But then there must have been someone who actually has these fake thoughts as real thoughts because the fake thoughts of everyone would have needed real thoughts to copy off in the beginning, and I wondered if that person knew that everyone else was faking the same thoughts to fit in with theirs, and if so, why they didn't just stop. So whadya think?

Well, I did warn you that brains go weird after midnight.