I can't sleep.

September 8th, 2:43AM

 I can't sleep...

It's a monsoon night.

The cold breeze kisses my skin as I lie on my bed. The windows wide open.

My beige curtains flow freely in the wind.

Sherlock Holmes just solved the scarlet mystery in my book.

But as I gaze over my windows, I put the book aside on the bedside table and look up.

The vast sky is empty. Starless.

The cirrostratus clouds hide the moon behind them.

There is something so enigmatical about nights.

It excites my soul.

My mind is lost in the memories of my adventures.

The memories of me running through gorgeous meadows between snow-covered mountains.

The memories of me standing open-mouthed as my eyes glance at the Taj Mahal for the first time.

The memories of me exploring the magnificient Amer Fort in Jaipur.

The memories of me sleeping in a tent with my bestfriend on a mountain 9350ft high.

All the moments flash before my very eyes.

Leaving me with zeal for a new adventure.

Now It's almost 4AM,

Light rain starts to pour from the starless sky,

and I feel the need to yet again get lost in my book.

Au revoir.