RAYMOND'S POV
After taking my bath I needed rest nothing more than that. I just needed to rest my back and my head, as I had been thinking for too long.
Jumping on the bed I pulled up the duvet and covered myself so that I could go to sleep. I closed my eyes several times, but I wasn't working.
How come I am tired but can't sleep?
I closed my eyes and decided to sleep, I tried my best to not think about anything and sleep. The thoughts came but I tried controlling it.
It got to a point that I couldn't control myself. I thought again, they just kept crossing my mind.
"Shit." I got out of bed and washed my face.
I can't keep lying down there and thinking about trash. There isn't trash, but for the sake of my mental health I need to stop thinking.
The weather was cool and calm. Gideon
