It was a usual day, or rather I should say - end of a usual day. I was about to go to bed. Tired as always and desperate for a good sleep. I switched of the light and just collapsed on the bed. Turning and tossing for a while and finally laying flat on my back I started staring at the ceiling, which was as empty as my life. Correction! The ceiling was still better. It had a fan, giving out some good air. I didn’t even have that. As I pitied myself over the complex the ceiling gave me, a sud...

It was a usual day, or rather I should say - end of a usual day. I was about to go to bed. Tired as always and desperate for a good sleep. I switched of the light and just collapsed on the bed. Turning and tossing for a while and finally laying flat on my back I started staring at the ceiling, which was as empty as my life. Correction! The ceiling was still better. It had a fan, giving out some good air. I didn’t even have that. As I pitied myself over the complex the ceiling gave me, a sud...