I've noticed there are times in the night when everything appears to be crystal clear - when thoughts and ideas just sort of tie in smoothly with one another, and everything just seems to make sense. In these fleeting and rare instances of time, it's as if Life momentarily gives you a taste of the answers that you've sought after for so long, just as you are about to doze off. But trying to grapple onto such moments of clarity, while fighting the urge to surrender to slumber, is never easy.
And then, the next thing you know, the morning sun is greeting you once again with a promise of a fresh start of a new day.
Yet there's also that quiet lingering feeling inside as if you just lost something. You can't really put your finger on what it was, but you're kind of sure it was there...
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