eyes tightly open

okay, okay....so that was my poor excuse for a kubrick knock-off....but you'll forgive. i've become an insomniac....

no....see....what i REALLY am is exhausted and unable to sleep at night....and all alone with my thoughts and frankly just feeling all sick of it. Lord, please help me to rest. and not just the kind that comes when i close my eyes, but the kind that can only be found in Your presence....

lots going on around here....emotional upheaval, some of which doesn't involve me for a change....and yet my involvement is secured nevertheless. i can't escape the sorrows of those near and dear to me....that just isn't the way my heart works.

so, i can predict one thing tonight: shortly before sunrise, i will ease into coma and emerge in time for some early afternoon bread-breaking. then, i will attempt to assist miss p back to health (she is, decidedly, 'dying' - in her own words) by some love-filled cooking and lots of cooing and sympathizing. perhaps even trivial pursuit will enter the equation at some point during the day. and then, i fear, the cycle will begin again....and so perhaps we will meet again tomorrow....and you know the drill....same bat time, same bat channel....:)