A Walk in the lane of life in Sleepless nights

These sleepless nights … are heavy on the mind, who can say where your mind may go next and what new nightmare it may conjure? Why is it mind always leads to worst memory lanes when left alone?
To be left alone, in peace is all anybody can ask for. At these times, all I want to do is sit beneath the night sky and gaze up at the stars. Or to read Wordsworth or Keats, and simply let go of all my worries and think only of the night life growing around me…the cricket around the corner, the distant sound of the train, the buzzing sound of the night and cold draft of wind that I feel once in a while.
But I am afraid, to go out of the boundary of my room, my safe place ..to the experience of things that are not only uncomfortable but jarring as I cross an invisible boundary.
Who knows what lies out there? I only want to escape my mind, to stop it in its daily track of conjuring the worst scenarios. Someday, may be I’ll have the courage to look outside my window towards a better, more positive outlook of the thing we call life. Perhaps, there a celebration is going on that I ought to take part…