A good sleep

Finally I got some sleep. It's a good sleep.

If it wasn't because I left the party early last night, explained that I didn't get to sleep the night before to make me less guilty, I wouldn't have been able to sleep and get up at 6 and played all that music I haven't played for a while.

"The Magic Numbers" is good. "Broken Social Scene" is good. For a moment, I don't mind living against circumstances. And what circumstances? I don't know. But I know there was a point when life took a dive down. There was a point when a man challenged the nature, wanted to see whether how those borders could be broken. Those borders shouldn't be broken in the first place. They are there so that your sky can be blue, the sea can be calm, the air can be fresh and your world can be in order. But you broke them anyway. Then you are channeled to a place where it feels like a life imprisonment for that one feat that you performed, possibly a wrong thing.

Now all that left a big hole. You tried to fill it up with loads of music, movies, books, food, words. But it is a hole with an insatiable appetite. At some point, you would be tired, you would want to sleep.

So I slept though last night. It was a good sleep.

Maybe I won't find my way this time. At least, I get to sleep.