i wish,


there was some place i could go to, when insomnia hits me, while half of the world is asleep, while darkness eats me, when the atmosphere drains and voids fill,

some place,
warm and dimly lit,
with someone to say hello to,
maybe a warm cup of coffee on a saucer,
to sit in a corner and read a magazine or a book
have talk [with someone] about something unimportant,

in the wee hours of the morning,
before the sunlight peeks through the blinds,
before another meaningful/senseless day-by-day,

or maybe i am really too idealistic.

but i guess,

it's really too much to ask for.