It is one o’clock in the morning. I cannot sleep, though I am tired. My face stings due to the tears that streamed down it earlier today. My internal pain supersedes my exhaustion, and keeps me staring at the ceiling, immersed in my thoughts. I cannot escape them, no matter how hard I try to. My body yearns to sleep, to shut down, to escape the tyranny of reality, yet my mind insists on staying awake.