I'm cursed. 

How can a man like me overcome my not-so-honest work and the shitty lifestyle I'm currently in?

The thought lingered in my mind as I sprawled out on the only thing I wished to get used to-the bed beneath me, swallowed by the darkness of my room. Once again, I lay there, exhaustion sinking deep into my bones after another grueling day at work. My insides twisted in agony, screaming at me to rest, but I forced myself to stay awake for what felt like forever, caught in the endless cycle of a life I wasn't sure I could escape.

He knew he had to stop this, but no matter how much he tried.. he always ended up in the same spot. 

Until he met something out of the blue while in pretend slumber. That he never expected. 

What is it? 

What's more to come? 

What's the reason behind all of Nicholas's negativity? 

Will he ever find his peace?

"Sleep is not rest when memory refuses to fade."


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