I was at my desk in my room writing when the window in front of me started getting bright. I checked the time. It was almost five. I leaned back in the chair and smiled wryly by myself.
Why was I writing instead of sleeping? Because I could not sleep. To be more precise, my lower half had only just finally calmed down. I had gone to look in on Pafa, Micon, and Scon sleeping once, but I was too lively down there and came back to my own room. Even lying on the bed my eyes stayed wide awake, and keeping them closed started to feel tiring. So I had no choice but to start writing… I had not expected to notice it was morning.
