That moment when you keep trying to close your eyes, hoping that you'll eventually fall deep into slumber. But the thing is, you can't. You keep on thinking whether you'll be able to sleep or not, fearing that once you close your eyes, you'd still be awake for the next minutes or so. This struggle goes on and on, and eventually you look at your phone and realized that it's an hour or so later, and that you so awesomely wasted your time without doing anything. At all. Just worrying (aka thinking) nonstop. It doesn't even lessen the bags under your eyes, and you think that that's the most exhausting thing ever. You just want those eyebags out, so you think to yourself, "why, dear mind, can't you let yourself shut off and let me sleep?"
And so you realize this, that no matter what, you won't be able to sleep every time you want to, and that you should do something productive instead. This doesn't resolve the problem between you and your eyebags, but instead, you won't be wasting your time worrying over nothing.
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Late Night Thoughts
RandomThoughts that came through me when I least needed them. I'm warning you, don't read this for the sake of your peaceful mind that will eventually turn into a mess once you read this. Just saying. Tata
