Insomnia

What if we were sims and 'god' or whatever controlled us to do things?

You can stop now.

So what I'm thinking about an elephant, now I am one?😳

I hate it, it's the time where you sit back in your comfy bed, sinking into your feather filled pillow, then BANG it hits you, like a tonne of bricks falling on you. You think about life, the future and most importantly your regrets, that make you want to vomit it just slightly, that make you feel so bad about yourself, you start to wonder deeper and deeper about yourself. I hate it, it's the time where you sit back in your comfy bed, sinking into your feather filled pillow, then BANG it hits you.