It's after midnight.
Insomnia has struck again.
The night is still and quiet.
Even meditation apps won't do the trick.
Consider a pill but the consequences of a cloudy head tomorrow kill the decision.
Put headphones on and listen to Amy Shark.
You Think I Think I Sound Like God
Can never make it through this song without crying.
My mind is rattled and it moves in constant motion.
My feelings are a Ferris Wheel.
I want off this ride.
The storm hits out of nowhere.
Thunder cracks and the sound makes me jump.
Lightning flashes and for a second the truth is illuminated.
The reason I cannot sleep is clear.
|Photo by Prokhor Minin|
The hail pounds against the roof with a violent ferocity.
I wonder if this house will cave in all around me.
I wonder if I will ever sleep through the night again.
I wonder what it's like to not love so much.
The storm dies down and the stillness returns.
|Chester Morris, Dolores Del Rio, and Richard Dix|
in The Devil's Playground
I decide Dolores Del Rio is playing a very unlikable leading lady.
I know I will be exhausted tomorrow.
For the rest of my life.