It is not.
It is not that I could not sleep.
For I am already in bed.
For I am already in my pyjamas.
It is just.
It is just I am having too many thoughts running in my mind.
About people about me about things in life.
Tangible and intangible.
Maybe I should just put down my phone and get some sleep tonight.
For I am sick enough to stop thinking about everything in my life.