How I got into Reiki - 1

I woke up in the morning.
I was already exhausted.
I was looking at the ceiling.
Fragments of memories were dropping down from the ceiling and I was suffocated.
Then it was already at night.
NYC never sleeps.
But my tiny apartment was like a huge air pocket in the city.
It swallowed up all my energy.
I sank into the darkness feeling guilty.

The word “Reiki” was somehow always in my mind.
I didn’t know where I got it.
I didn’t know what it was.
It was just always floating above me.
Without knowing anything about it, for some reasons, I knew it was something that will help me. But I was too tired to look for what exactly it was.
So I left it as it was.