She who can’t rest, is she who yearns to rest.
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-Lauren-
(Saturday—5:23 a.m.)
When was the last time I slept well? Lying down her bed with her eyes staring at the ceiling, she had her hands clasped on her stomach, her thick blanket shielding her away from the cold. It’s been three hours since she’s woken up from her one hour worth of sleep, after that, she cannot feel the sense of drowsiness anymore. I’m tired.
Ever since she was in college, she developed insomnia due to the pressure of studying in the university and strengthening her foothold in the business society by frequenting in social gatherings and appearing in public. Growing older, the insomnia is slowly consuming her—and at the moment, she was fully defeated and was only given a maximum of two hours sleep despite comi
