Crossing his lawn, I saw that his front door was still open and he was
leaning against a table in the hall, heavy with dejection or sleep.
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The narrator's sleepless night, filled with grotesque dreams, mirrors Gatsby's own turmoil. Gatsby's wan account of waiting in vain for Daisy shows the hollowness beneath his grand facade. The dilapidated state of his once - opulent house symbolizes the decay of his dream. Fitzgerald's writing, rich in sensory details, powerfully depicts the tragic end of Gatsby's pursuit of love and the American Dream.