Light clouds conceal the beauty of the moon as the howling wind drowns every sound outside my room.
I lay in bed lost in thoughts, winter has descended– finally. I shut my eyes, I can only hope to fall asleep before sunrise

But alas! My mind is all but a vessel of miscellaneous thoughts and ideas.
They oscillate in tandem. I patiently anticipate their end. Mayhaps then, I can hope to find rest.

One yawn followed by another one. A very hopeful omen. My eyelids grow heavier by the hour.
I blink and it's already an hour past sunrise.

A new day begins!

Sleepless nights...



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