Your attention please .

3:10 am, the clock is spinning , my eyes are rolling , my head is heavy and my coffee is getting cold.
What makes it crazier is that i really don't care if i fall asleep with my eyes open . But deep inside , i still remember why my coffee is getting cold and i still remember how i got distracted by the one thing i hate most . Not thinking , not producing any idea or not being as any form of life : ALIVE ."le miroir des souvenirs " can reflect the one impossible shade of rainbow.