late nights

Or early mornings or never ending days. They all are melding together into one big wad of events that I get mixed up with in my head. Something reminds you of another that seemed to be so close by but it was a while ago. Confused head is a bad thing.
Today was more of the same but it wasn't as exciting as the day before. I kind of think this vague talk about what I do is getting tired and may not be that exciting to read. I might resort to talking about what I watched or read. The day before I yelled at someone. When I think about times I became angry I usually get angry again. But this time I think about it and I can see it. At the time I went black and lashed out but calmed down quickly. That was how I used to be, filled with anger, and I don't really want to be anymore. The sarcastic, calm, collected, with a little bit of a mean side, and sort of humorous is who I want to be. I want to be the one who is even and steady.
Must sleep, I'll have to little of it tomorrow already. I'll have to rely on a can to keep me with it.