So, now you think. How does it feel?

It still seems difficult and it still is impossible.

There's no soft option of trying hard.

There's too much of reality. Here, take mine.

Stars are beautiful, people are... well, people are there, too.

Certain things and even words exist only to drive me crazy.

This sacred power to get out of bed in the morning... If only I had it.

Sometimes I dream that I can sleep.

To live happily and forever is somehow tempting.

I woke up, opened my eyes and did a factchecking. The only thing after this was to close my eyes and to go back to sleep.