She goes to bed at 10 pm thinking that she shall get that 10 hours sleep after all, but her mind is wild awake. Turning right, turning left, hugging her pillow, squeezing her head in between the pillows, again turning right, turning left, getting a book to read, being irritated by the book after reading two pages, again right-left, her mind screaming, what the hell is going on? She looks at the clock and it is 12 am. She checks her phone, and you know, rest is history.
One after another the videos keep playing. Good, bad, funny, serious, informative, useless, calm, distressful, love, hate, and all the emotions that played inside her mind like a never-ending cassette is now playing in front of her eyes. Which one is better? She does not know. After one more hour of contemplation and reflection of what she had planned and what had happened, she arduously lifts herself out of the situation, scribbles about it, or does something about it. She hopes for the next sun rise to enlighten her confused mind.
-AP
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