Last night, I woke up in the early morning and could not sleep anymore. I felt my body, rolling over from one side to another, listening to the wind outside the window and breathing inside. I was not bored because I had something to think about: what I learned yesterday, what I will experience tomorrow.
Many years ago, I read L.Tolstoywho said that we are the same on our birthday and today. And in fact, I see myself the same way as a child, being the same person. Only mirrors are trying to trick me.
Looking at the folds of the blanket in the darkness, I understand this very clearly. Inside, I am the same person even if my worldview, habits, character may be changed significantly. My soul did not change.
© Fortune, 2020
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