I really should sleep sometimes

Sometimes I wonder if the monsters I see in the dark are inescapable. They aren't really out THERE, but are in actuality capering behind my eyes. Not figments of my imagination, but parts of ME. Parts that cannot be viewed except in the absence of light. The way that movies projected on a screen get more clear with the dimming of everything else.
Wondering about inner beasts and other such niceties also led me to question decisions I have made in my life. Something that may have seemed very inconsequential to me might just have meant complete devastation to someone else, even eons on down the path. Ripples upon ripples upon tsunamis. Like putting my foot down in a puddle. But instead of thrashing and dying out on an edge the crinkling would just continue, invisibly buckling asphalt, vaporizing worms, shooting like sap up trees and causing leafquakes.
Yeah, that...or I'm just full of methane and think much too highly of myself. Just keep in mind that sometimes you hafta take the corndogs out of the box before they will fit in the freezer.