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August 27, 2010
I cherish the beauty of the silence in the night. It seems like the entire city is sleep and I donít hear one car driving, just the crickets and me listening. I walked to the living room to see everyone sleeping and I felt like I was the one who was dreaming.

Sleep is like a form of submission. We canít fight sleep and win. In the end we will either succumb to it or go crazy and irritable from lack of it.

When trying to follow through with something, it is easy to get distracted.

Concentration is easily lost.