Insomnia isn’t just the absence of sleep: it’s the slow realization that the night has noticed you’re awake. The house settles, the clock ticks louder than it should, and every shadow seems to hold its breath.

Hours stretch thin and fragile, and your thoughts grow louder in the dark, circling the same corners over and over. You close your eyes, but the silence presses closer, as if something is waiting for you to drift off… and disappointed each time you don’t.