I don’t remember what it’s like to not feel like the walking dead.

"But every mourning, when the light
Comes creeping in around my eyes
Another future falls behind the one I had I mind."

When I ever do sleep, that's eerily accurate. But, I think perhaps it's accurate for a lot of folks anymore. I spend a lot of time anymore in thought. At work, in thought. At work trying not to think. It's like life.

I want to sleep but it's not happening during this 48 hour period. Go Team Efficiency. Or lack of it. It's whatever. My Ex wife gets paid for this. Ha. Gotta stay positive. Or some such nonsense. I don't know. I don't think I'll know until it's time to come back here again. That's where my head lives.

There's more. Cause there's always more. But, one of these days, I'll learn to keep something for myself.