Artist's description: It's almost midnight.
Here I lay, looking up to the ceiling. I don't sleep much. My mind is crowded. Thoughts of yesterday, checklists, thoughts of a few years ago, fears of the future, useless worries, a checklist for tomorrow, a checklist for this year, goals, failures, uncertainty... All that mixed as a poison from my brain to my heart, from my heart to my shoulders.. and I'm slowly dying by being awake.
Please body sleep. Please mind, be quiet. Nothing works...
Hello insomnia, here we are. Let's dream then! We can still dream while being awake... so let's dream of a field of colors, 3 trees on the right absorbing the light of those colors, a rainbow of great feelings, white birds or starts or both.. and the sound of the wind playing around.
Is this a dream? I can feel the path under my bare feet and it is smooth. Smooth like my skin and the air I breathe in this dream... I can... zzz