Sleep Eludes Me
Night fell, but sleep was nowhere to be found. I lay in bed, eyes fixed on the ceiling, the day’s revelations blurring across my mind like a chaotic slideshow.
It looped endlessly, their small voices echoing with each toss and turn. How could one piece of paper unravel so much?
The question ricocheted around my skull, making the quiet of the night as thunderous as my racing thoughts.