"Nothing good happens after 2 A.M
But when is that exactly? 1 A.M, 23 hours after 2 A.M when we spill some (or probably even all) of our worries on social media? Is it when we're whining or try to make a positive affirmations, like 'good things happen to good people',
or 'karma will always have our back'?". My original poem. About something good that probably will happen if we change something. In this case, the concept of time, the concept of after and before.
