Sleepless nights, unclear roads.

It is 1:59 in the moring, and I am still awake.

I am thinking about something. Something that might be unimportant for others.

I am thinking about my future. And that always makes me sleepless.

I can't count the times of insomniac nights I've been through, but I know I am awake much of the time.

Sometimes I kind of feel that I was thinking too much. People always said "follow your heart, and do it."

Sounds easier, but for me, it is the hardest thing to do.

Because I have lost my heart for a long time.

Long enough to forget where and why I lost it.

Long enough to wonder how to retrieve it.