Second time this year, I stayed up the whole day (and night) doing nothing. I could not sleep. Perhaps it was the machiato last night. Epic feeling. I think the morning breeze somehow freshens me up, in a way. Although my eyes are rather tired...
There is a reason behind the maciato that I drank last night. I went out with my friend and we were talking the whole night (well, not really... just for about 2 hours) about philosophies, exchanging ideas, debating facts in a cafe until my machiato turned cold on my last gulp.
Effect?
1. I could not sleep.
2. Tummy is making funny noises.
3. I am going to look like an owl today.
However, the pain worths it, for me.
Supplicanti parce, Deus.
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