god under certain circumstances

here it is...4 am...a fool's hope to think i'd sleep through the night...

her face is the first image to appear in my head when i open my eyes...it'll most likely be the last if i do find rest again...

the cat must think i'm insane for being up at this hour, but i'm sure he appreciates the company.

our paths are on a collision course.

i wish the threads would subside, a moments' rest without their critical analysis in the background,

but that is not the way, it is not how i've come to this point.

and i know it is now how i will walk away from it...