My insomnia is getting to me
Looked for Selene in the blue sky today. I didn’t see her.
I know I’ve picked up a bunch of new readers and I’m sorry that I’m not more entertaining at the moment.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m very grateful I’m alright. Very.
The hand of God is in all things.
But I sometimes I feel like I take a step forward and two steps back all the time, you know?
Do you know where the word, tantalize comes from? There’s this myth where this dude Tantalus, cursed to be thirsty, bends to a stream to drink, only to have it recede just beyond reach. Cursed to be hungry, reaches for an apple, and the branches pull back.
Never go more than a week without a sleepless night. Last week, I slept. Last night, it started again. It’s ever the same. Two weeks now. I know it.
I hate it.
And it’s killing me bit by bit. Absolutely…breaking me.
Not at once. Just a little at a time.
OK, I’ll stop. Emo – just learned the term recently. Sorry. Working through a few things.
Above, the ever popular and lovely KT Tunstall again for your entertainment.
You cannot buy love. You cannot buy sleep. But red, red rum…that you can have for $10 a glass. And YouTube is free.
Friday the 13th. Of course.
I’ll be back on Monday after I’ve bent some time.
See you then.
Location: my red couch
Mood: still freaked out
Music: And now I’ve got a hole for the world to see