just as the title suggest, I lost three beautiful nights .. which I could have used to sleep peacefully like a rock, stern like a lumber and silent like a corpse...

so what happened as to why I lost such nights?

for three nights, I have been completing two projects until I could see something orange in the horizon slowly rising up with its company of fluff and pitch of cotton...

and after that, I head straight to the showers, dress up, do somemore on my project, eat breakfast, and head out to school ... the only time I get my sleep in the duration of point A [home] to point B [school] .. not a very comfortable sleep for upon arrival to the destined location, the Hour Glass of Wake is still spilling every grain it has to the Pit of Sloth .. in order for me to respond the calling of Daybrake, the Wevering Hand of Fate takes hold of the hourglass and inverts it while the Timing of Fate calls forth a figurine at my presence that best draws the Slumbering Sloth within me back to its hiding place thus leaving behind the Wake of Day remaining....