Tomorrow Will Change

Ever have a sleepless night where tossing and turning just cause your mind to burn out?

The time where you lied awake with your eyes wide open and stared straight onto the ceiling. Somehow you felt as if something's going to materialise from the air and dropped right onto your face and knocked you out.

Or you felt as if you're going to sink right through your bed and fell into a bottomless pit while hoping it doesn't end up in hell.

Sometimes, i wish sleeping wouldn't be so difficult because sleepless nights left you thinking about unnecessary stuffs then it starts to worry you and carved itself in your mind.

Sleeping should be more easy, like a switch, like a command. Or better, sleepless nights should be fun too. It shouldn't be so depressing, it shouldn't make me stand in front of the mirror in the middle of the night and stare into all sorts of blank spaces.

In the end, i'll still end up lying down trying to dream of a better tomorrow.

Ph: Hedi Slimane

"I can let it out.

I still let you in.

I can let it out.

I still let you in."

The XX, Basic Space.

That's What I'll Have.

Two nights ago, i was lying on my bed wide awake, slightly cold despite the blanket and unable to sleep. I was tossing around and creating scenario inside my mind if i were to be overslept and late for work and then arrived at my workplace only to realise that there is another person taking my place and said that i was fired for being late for the past few days.

So that's it. I went downstairs, sneaked into the kitchen and had some Umeshu (Japanese Ume fruit liqueur) which was actually belong to the landlord. But of course, i didn't have much, only less than a quarter of a glass because it will only take another quarter to knock me out and have me lying on the kitchen floor for the entire night. (Yes, i'm really can't hold my liquor well)

And that's what it took to have my blood rushed to my cheeks and cheered for victory. I actually found myself giggling and slightly tipsy (Don't ask me why). With that, i went to bed as happy as a child who thought that Santa Claus do exist.

However, i won't do it again. After all i'm stealing! I guess i just need to find a better way to cure the insomnia. Maybe a glass of warm milk next time. Or maybe i could add a few drops of Umeshu! I know, i know, i've promised not to steal Umeshu again.

Well, since John doesn't approve it anyway, haha. But of course, since he didn't know of the things i'd do when i'm drunk ;)

Ph: Hedi Slimane

"Only kiss me,

 if the light is right.

 Otherwise,

 we'll wait a while."

 The Concretes, Warm Night.