I thought no matter how much anger stayed awake in me, sleep would come by dawn. It didn't. I had to get up and make tea.
I'm thinking of you. Remembering so much, but that's not how it is. I'm forcing myself to remember. You need some unnecessary thoughts to drink tea.
What are you doing? Sleeping? Or did you wake up? On Fridays you can sleep an extra half hour, can't you? Did you turn on the TV as soon as you got up? Or are you going to put water on for tea? Oh, sorry! You drink black coffee...
Hey, my tea's finished!
The call to prayer is sounding. The sky is growing pale, little by little. Morning is coming for everyone, and for me it's becoming night. Should I sleep a little now? Or stay awake? If I stay awake I'll have to start again from that '...black coffee' part...! What a torment!
Have you killed the habit of embracing the person next to you as soon as you wake up...? Why keep such habits alive? ...to remember me, dead?
Damn it, I can't think anymore! Then all those 'worthless' people from your family will come crowding in irrelevantly too!
You keep sleeping, please! Just keep sleeping... don't embrace anyone else...no one, never again!