It’s dark. And it’s stll. And except for the sound of the air conditioning units and the occaisional car with a deep bass beat, there’s nothing.

Andrew and the boys are asleep in the motel beds and there’s a space waiting for me.

But I can’t sleep.

I’ve struggled with insomnia since college. More recently, I’ve been able to control it with medication.

But not tonight.

And it seems the more I want it, the more it evades me.

So I will blog and tweet and…

And wait for a yawn.