Insomnia (insomnia) wrote,

  • Music:

The waking hours...

Been up late (early?!) for days... readjusting the body clock, the hard way. Kirsten was going to try today, but gave up several hours ago.

"I am coming! I am coming! I am coming through! Coming across the divide to you..."

The waking hours become a marathon... a battle between drowsy abandon and the need to do.

"To be here, to be now, at last I am free. Yes at last, at last to be free of the past and the future that beckons me..."

I need to do. More. I need more hours of daylight, especially under the circumstances.

"We are joined, we are one with the human face. I am on earth and I am in outer space. I'm being born and I am dying..."

Still moving forward, onward. Not falling.

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