when you lay in bed, and you stare off into space, not feeling tired enough to close your eyes. you recognize the details of your room in the dimly lit night. these details become fuzzy. they become lost in the darkness filling your vision. everything starts becoming pitch black, a void surrounding you, the abyss of the deadest hour of night. you twitch your eyes, or shift your body, anything to change where you're looking off to. the sight of everything returns, the details of your room clear once more. the glimpse of light returned to your eyes again. you set your head down, and close your eyes, waiting for sleep to take you the next time.