The insomnia, companion of burdened minds, weighs heavy with the day's worries, others' concerns. In the evening's solitude, we leave ourselves vulnerable prey to the fears of the future, the past with its disappointments, memories of people, youthful hopes. Only the pillow knows the weight of the head it bears...
A cacophony swirls, filling the mind with the noise of thoughts, emotions, a strong urge to cry, the deadly sensation of loneliness after everyone has fallen asleep... and the longing for those who have departed, yet their traces have left a profound mark on our souls.