We are too busy during the day, only at night can we hear the voice of our hearts
Every night, I always have a period of time when I can't calm down.
The lights are turned off, the phone is put down, and the room is so quiet that only the ticking of the clock remains. It is at this time that my mind begins to replay the whole day's scenes uncontrollably - wrong words, wrong decisions, unfinished plans, and some seemingly insignificant details, like a barb, the more I think about it, the more painful it becomes.
