Pondering Time at 10:30 on a Work Night

Too much energy right now to rest. So restless. I just want to run around the house and dance like a fool until my lungs explode. How could I have gotten stuck like this? So unlike me. Too responsible too soon. Grown up and leading a life that is no longer mine. No control over what I do next-guided by duty and fear. When did carefree become such a dream? I remember when every action was performed as if no one was looking-but now, it's as if everyone stares.