They say the loneliest of people are up past midnight, but I like to think of us simply as the thinkers. Right before we close our eyes at night, everything comes rushing back: family drama, the death of your best friend, the recent tragedy involving your ex boyfriend and a heavy hair dryer, or your asshole boss persistently badgering you to have the documents on his desk by 6am. Sometimes I wish I could escape these worries; it would be nice to live in a world where everything went right for...

01 June 2014, 02:58 PM