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Dreamless Nightmares

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I can't sleep.

Damn it, it's again one of those sleepless nights. I mean, I have a lot of them and most ones are okay. Some I even like. But these nights are the worst ones.

I throw my blankets away as I get up and sit at the edge of my bed. Slowly, I lay my head into my hands, wishing I just had a bad headache, could take some meds and put myself to sleep. But it's way worse than that.

When I went to bed I felt comfy and warm. My heart was even racing a little bit, because I had a great day. And then my thoughts turn. To lies and torn futures, uncomfortable and long gone situations, to mistakes and self-doubt.

It is long after midnight and still didn'tget any sleep. It's. Only me, the dim light of various LEDs around me, my Shirt and my pants. And these thoughts of course. The urgent need of something else clings to my mind - something that is alien to this weird moment.

So I get up and go to the kitchen to get some milk from the fridge. There's only a small rest left and I drink it directly from the bottle. It feels better now, more real and less dreamy. The chilly air coming from the fridge cools my face for a moment as I stare at the hypnotising light of the fridge.

I close the door and get back to bed. The floor feels really cold under my bare feet, but also releaving. When I pull over the blanket I cuddle them into it to warm them up again.

My thoughts immediately want to go back to the circles right where I stopped them. This time I don't let them, I direct them to something else, allthough at first it is hard to find. But then an idea comes to my mind - about a story I haven't written yet.

And as I am wondering how it might end, I finally fall asleep. Tomorrow everything will be forgotten until I have another of these nights with dreamless nightmares.
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