I heard people can actually sleep for three days straight and it's normal. Normal for those who badly wanted to escape the cruel reality of life. Normal for those who are tired of the people around them. It would be fine, I guess, kung hindi lang sana sumusunod ang mga gusto kong iwasan sa aking panaginip.
It's like I have no choice but to open my eyes and wake up. Face the reality and accept it. Only then, you'd have a chance to decide whether to run or let it ruin you till your death. No matter how much I try not to think, my heart just wouldn't stop feeling it. And it hurts more than a stab of a knife.
Constant beeps of a machine woke me up like an alarm. Not loud. Not in rash. But it was low and slow as if it was too afraid to face the world. I wished to wake up floating on the clou
