No, its not that i can not sleep because i’m single and everyone around me going on dates today evening , or because i am sad because i will not be able to have sex like everyone will,or because everyone was kissing in front of me in the streets yesterday all the way from school to where i live, naaaaah, i am going out on a date and i am going to have sex like everyone,dont ya’ll worry about that! But Dhell man, i really just cant get a little bit of rest, for some reason, i just cant stop thinking about things, like random various weird stuff which i dont even know why i think about, is it only me or anyone else cant put their heads on a pillow and just like.. “whouuchhhh” boom they’re snoring already?! am i the only one who starts thinkings about why is the moon white, or why the week has 7 days and not 8, and if it had 8 somehow, what would be the eighth day called?! how many fish did i ate since the day i was born till this very exact second?! why did i come to existence?? What came to existence first, the chicken or the egg?! Will i live till 50? What kind of person i will become, is the world gonna change me to become a monster like it does to everyone? Will i become someone who can make people notice him,or will i die alone in the middle of a big ass empty castle smoking some Marlboros and sipping some jack,and not even my kids going to miss me?! like so many thoughts, so many memories, so many questions, so many scenarios, totally useles shit most of the time, but sometimes somethings very extraordinay can cross my mind when i close my eyes trying to reach out for the sandman’s sweet sweet hands.. but why?! Is it normal?! Is it not?! I really don’t know! I just watched this movie, called “split” and if you already watched that, than maaaaan you will fucking relate to the fact of what a magnificent movie it was, personally one of the best i have ever seen; the whole movie was awesome, two cant disagree on the fantastic change of characters done by the magnificent “James Mcavoy” who totally killed the role, but there was this one particular sentence,this specefic one that couldn’t go out off my mind that easily, i still think about its philosophical meaning, i felt like the director touched me right in the heart of my feels with it!! “the broken are the most evolved”. if you really think about it, like really deeply,and analyze it and see it from a lot more than just one perspective, adding the fact that you was once, maybe still a broken person, you probably wont get any sleep too.. good night!