…So here I was at 3am listening to a sad song (well not necessarily sad but slow nonetheless), thinking about life (yeah that usually happens right), flashbacks, fun times, really sad times and all the dramatic comebacks I should have had. Once I heard that life shouldn’t be taken too seriously since we won’t get out of it alive anyway (that I guess was meant to be a joke), at 3am, I did think about a lot of things, not only of the past and all but of the future too…and maybe it was the scarlet sky, or the silvery moon, or I really think it was the sad, slow song which I kept on replaying haha, but the words purple nostalgia wouldn’t leave my weary head…and so I thought, why not give it a rest and write about it, pointless as it may seem now (cos I really am’nt sure I’ve made any yet), am’nt is not even a real word is it? So you my faithful reader might ask ‘ok she’s not written here in a long while, and now this – an about pointless piece’ Forgive me, purple nostalgia wouldn’t let me be…and so at about 15 minutes after 3am, with the scarlet sky, the silvery moon and the slow, sad song, I slowly drifted to sleep…