When I went to bed last night, I had a piece of paper in my hand aiming to write some thoughts in my head, flashed, as only those unformed midnight thoughts. It was all made up of unexpected burning words; dont know why I thought about doing this? I dont feel want to write, I used to type it on my PC, as if my pen has corroded.

I knew even in my half-sleep it was nonsense, meaningless, but that forcing and hammering would clear its shape. But then when I started writing, not a word of it remains, not even a hint of its direction Beginning to feel sleepier, I surrendered & turned off the lights, that was shortly after midnight.

I usually have dreamless sleep I wished if I would dream of anything that night. just as soon as I closed my eyes; thoughts popped up in my head, I knew if I tried to catch them again it will be in vain. And when I wake up in the morning I will forget all about it. I usually have that easy sleep, but something was preventing me that day from sleep.

Light was coming through my window; I left it half open to see the moon rays falling on the curtain, it made wonderful shapes with that pale grey & silver stripes.

It is very cold, the forlorn wind scarcely breathes, I loved to close my eyes a moment and think of the land outside. a long walk; short pier the sound of ocean, the rain drops, smelling the night breath full with grass scent how relaxing and quiet it was. Now Im not remembering anything about those thoughts, just great well to go on in such way till I sleep I only felt the morning light scorching my face I woke up it was around 6 am, closed my window to sleep for another more 2 hours preparing to wake up to go for work.I couldnt write anything of that which was in my head that night, but it was all fine with me, although I didnt dream!