A short read about the adventures of my thoughts that lurks on the shadows of my insomnia. How is it my thoughts can take me so far, that time flew as the hours pass by like minutes. The Three Horsemen that keeps me awake at night, or as I like to call it, The Twilight of Time. It is the doings of those horsemen, they are: The Struggles of Love, The Worries of the Future, and The Regrets of the Past. They are them who rupture the dykes of my mind. Why is it always them, why? Perhaps I shall never know. Time always felt so slow yet the clock moves so fast, for midnight would suddenly become 3 AM.