The fog

Today, I am tired. I slept – but in strange, broken fragments. Some of it feels like my fault. Some of it feels beyond my power to control. Like much of the world, stayed up past my bedtime, watching in shock as right wing terrorists stormed the Capitol building. I burned off the anxiety stirred …

Insomnia companion, part 3: falling

If you can’t fall asleepWhere can you fall instead? Can you fall under the spellOf your own sleeplessness?Can you fall in loveWith some tiny traceOf beauty in the worldYou had never thought to notice? Can you feel the sensation in your bodyOf falling?Do you feel scared?Do you feel elated? There are places in our livesWhere …