Today, when I wanted to take a nap after getting home from work, I couldn’t sleep well, my thoughts were liquid, and everything I saw seemed to be covered in water.

I kept getting in and out of bed, and whenever I tried to sleep, I could hear myself breathing and hear my heartbeat.
My arms felt like a stethoscope. You can try it like this: lie on your left side, with your left arm stretched across your body (like a \) passing over your heart. Your right arm should go in the opposite direction, but upward (something like /) so that your right wrist ends up on your left shoulder, and your head and left ear rest on your right hand, creating pressure between your hand and your shoulder.
It’s a bit hard to explain, but in other words, it’s like giving yourself a hug and resting your head and ear on one of your arms.
Finally, listening to my heartbeat, I fell asleep.

Oh, heart!

I always think of that phrase, “listen to your heart.”
I know well what people mean by that. But it’s very difficult to actually hear it.
There’s always a head/heart conflict.
Sometimes one wins, other times, the other.
Sometimes I’ve said with my head, “It’s the best for us,” and my heart has shattered.
I’ve also said, “This is what my heart tells me,” and then I haven’t been able to think for months, and well, in the end, my heart has shattered too.
That’s why we must be a mix of things.
(Although lately, I’ve been more of a heart walking around, and that’s why I write less)