The repose of sleep refreshes only the body. It rarely sets the soul at rest. The repose of the night does not belong to us. It is not the possession of our being. Sleep opens within us an inn for phantoms. In the morning we must sweep out the shadows.
I hate the way they portray us in the media. If you see a black family it says they're looting if you see a white family it says they're looking for food.
