It's raining...raining in my heart. Can someone let me off this merry-go-round???? Yes, I am losing it tonight.
Oh hark, sleep cometh as a sweet amnesia.
Silent gift of pause.
Release me not for many hours,
but only for great cause.
Good night. After this brief absence from my consciousness temporarily allowing me to forget the fissures, I should be able to resume the battle tomorrow. At least this is my prayer.