Of Our Inner Demons

The Night is fine, it is the mind loves to play games with it.

It is true, that we have struggled on our way which goes towards our purpose. Even Obvious, sometimes.
When we don't have much time in our hands but still want to create and solve puzzles.
Sometimes The Night makes us think how far we have gone, what we achieved. And sometimes, it does it in a way by showing what we have sacrificed, spent, lost. It does that in such a way, almost makes us forget and doesn't care what we have lost, compared to success we have manage to hold.
Makes us remember of our old mistakes, dumb decisions, and when we were relentless. Makes us regret of those times and then we wonder, why have we done such an act? What could have been different? Could we even change something? anything? And while generating such questions out of regret, there lies the answer when we close our eyes on the place we call a bed, there we lie. The answer lets us sleep every night and wake up every day. The answer lets us remember our dears, close and beloved ones. Doesn't matter what the question is, The Answer will always be the same.