It’s always here, this time of day where everything seems to be clear to me. Maybe these thoughts are in touch with the significance of luminescent stars and solitude in the atmosphere. Even though it’s intact to night, it leaves me feeling restless and struggling underneath blankets. The further hours go more things tend to make sense until sun rays rise and stars disappear; I never pay attention to what’s on my mind. Something about the closed space and serenity feels comfortable and makes me focused on the aimless thoughts that linger around. Although missing the feeling of induced sleep, it feels good to understand it all for the time being.