Sometimes every moment I have ever lived sits in my mind in one given juncture. I try to be an open person to feel and live all that can be. Yet when my memories have no filters, no walls I want to be numb to raise the walls in an instant.
I feel sharply the cost of life and it's not comfortable. When I get some sleep my optimism will return from it's sabbatical. This lamenting will be another memory for another sleepless night. When the light shines in the day I will find my manna of hope.
Yet tonight.... I do not sleep again... left to ponder the meaning of life.... like a dog chasing it's tail.
