The room is so silent but my mind is so loud

"Those minutes where I am alone, just me and my pillow. I think. A lot. I think about everything, anything. It varies from "What am I doing with my life?" to "Did I have homework?". The room is so silent but my mind is so loud. It drives me crazy because the things I would never think about, I think. Sometimes I hate it because it brings up things I rather never think about again. The split second before sleep is the most active second of my life."