The man is the product of his thoughts. What he thinks, he becomes...
I tried my best to sleep. I buried my head in the pillow for an hour, and in the next few minutes, I tilted my head one-hundred eighty degrees and faced the upper deck of my bed. The lights were out and nothing here made noise except the monotonous whirling of the electric fan.
I grabbed the laptop of my roommate and has decided to write about the things that make me unable to sleep. I have many reasons why I can't sleep. I have thoughts that make me a zombie. Sometimes, I wonder if this has something to do with any negative psychological behavior. Sometimes, I wonder if I am half vampire or if not, half Lycan. Things like those can hardly sleep at night. I mean, they literally don't.
Throughout the years, I have formulated bizarre habits on nights when I can't sleep. Habits that would give anyone the impression that I am crazy or simply just a jerk. First, I'd open my eyes and think of marriage, and if ever it is possible to get married at the age of twenty seven, or if the girl that I am marrying to is still available at that time. With this, I'd think if she and mom would become good friends, but I am very optimistic that the two of them will click. My mom is nice and for sure my wife would be as nice as her.
Second, I'd think about building a house, and how big or small it should be and what colors should I choose to paint the walls. Should I hire artists to paint mural arts in it? Third, I'd think about my mom and would ask myself if I can still afford a new house for her and my sister in the future. Fourth, I'd convince myself that I shall buy my wife a car for her own safety; I'll give it to her as a birthday gift.
Then, after all those wacky thoughts are gone, and if I am still unable to sleep, I would stand up and face the mirror. I would stand there for a while and appreciate all the wonderful things in it. HAHAHA. Once the self-loving is done, I would raise my two hands and start doing shadow boxing. BANG BANG BANG. I'll watch myself in the mirror again. Then, shadow boxing. Mirror. Shadow boxing. Until I get tired. I've done all those things a while ago. I'm tired so I gotta sleep now. zZzZzzzZzzZZ....