#tak tesknie za siedzeniem do świtu T^T

[feathers-little-nest]

I must not pull an all-nighter. All-nighter is the mind-killer. All-nighter is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my sleep. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see the sunrise. Where the all-nighter has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.