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.