It’s never been easy to close my eyes, I mean it takes time for me to fall into sleep even after laying on bed for a while. There’ll always be something keeps popping up inside my head which is too hard to stop. When I was 5 or so, sometimes I pretended to close my eyes when my mother asked me to take a nap. The funny thing is that I pretended it for almost 2 hours because I couldn’t turn my mind off. I still wonder, how can a five-year-old child chose to do such thing instead of just wake up and play or simply sleep easily. After years the symptom hasn’t gone and I still have to follow and go to the place where my mind leads me to before eventually falling asleep. That’s pretty cool actually and releasing sometimes, but it kills so much time that I can spent to do other prior things even to sleep itself. Whenever I sleep with my friends, the last person who closes his eyes is almost always me. I wonder how can they just sleep whenever they want, whereas in the other part of the world I have to struggle passing through such a freaking weird unavoidable obstacle. Fine, I’ll consider it as a lullaby then.