Noisy Mornings
Finally, after two days with little sleep, I slept a long sleep until a little bit after midnight, riddled with so many dreams, waking up every few hours and falling asleep again. Nothing new to me. I can term these nights as the dream marathon nights. Worse than these dream marathon nights are the nightmarish mornings. It's not just one's own thoughts that one has to deal with during the mornings, but other's as well, which are spoken out, vehemently calling for attention from those in the near vicinity. Add the nature to this and it becomes quite a cacophony to those who are used to the quiet quiet nights.











