Sleeping is always a problem.

No, really, there's nothing to discuss about that, sleeping is a problem. Dot. Big fat ending-dot.

A bed is either too hard or too soft, and so are pillows. Of course I won't start bringing the issue of pillows up now, those are extraordinarily strange: a personality question, not showing how the person thinks like everyone seems to believe (if it's soft the person's sensible etc. etc. etc.) but— through scientists approved, and confirmed facts—we know that it actually shows which tea the person in question prefers.

Of course that doesn't really have anything to do with sleeping, and it hardly makes any sense, but as a matter of fact, by looking at a certain pink-haired kunoichi's pillow we found out that through a rather weird coincidence she likes the same tea as a certain silver-haired shinobi.

This shinobi's pillow does not, through another strange coincidence, at all match with his choice of tea, but that is a completely other story, involving torture, death, romances, non-romances, hatred, donkeys, and being forced to drink the tea that was your favourite before so many times that it becomes an incredible dislike. And of course the fact that the shinobi in question isn't particularily normal.

Shakespeare said about sleep: "Oh sleep, oh gentle sleep. Nature's soft nurse."

Which was quiet right.

Wikipedia has this much to say about it. Of course, Wikipedia has a lot more to say about everything, but I supposed I would make this story only half as exiting if I added it.

"Sleep," it says, "is a natural state of bodily rest, also observed throughout the animal kingdom. It is common to all mammals and birds, and is also seen in many reptiles, amphibians and fish. In humans, other mammals, and a substantial majority of other animals which have been studied — such as fish, birds, ants, and fruit-flies — regular sleep is essential for survival. However, its purposes are only partly clear and are the subject of intense research."

Which once again proves that the philosophers got it right from the beginning, only put it into words normal people could understand.

Sleep, I say, is a problem to most people. It is, like almost everything in this life, often tightly connected with love. This is because sleep is tightly connected to the brain, and brain is tightly connected to this heart-fluttering, painful love that makes up a great part of our lives. Greater than we actually realize.

Man's obsession, okay not so much man's, but woman's obsession and fantasy of love is central in our experience of life.

Those of us who are not in a relationship often dream about being in one; those of us who are often dream about not being in one, which brings on a series of haunting dreams and even nightmares.

Everyone has them, except for the newly in-love ones. Whom everyone, by the way, envies.

Sakura was not one of those. She had known the, milder at times and coming in periods, but still haunting pain of being love for a long time. She just hadn't realized that the one she was in love with, wasn't the person she loved.