Publishing those two lines on why sleep is eluding me, I am now reminded of the lines ‘Good Night, Dear Void’ from the movie ‘You’ve Got Mail’.
Sometimes I wonder about my life. I lead a small life – well, valuable, but small – and sometimes I wonder, do I do it because I like it, or because I haven’t been brave? So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn’t it be the other way around? I don’t really want an answer. I just want to send this cosmic question out into the void. So good night, dear void.
Did I tell you that these lines are my favourite? A small, but valuable life. More thoughts on perceptions, opinions, personalities and traits follow. But I don’t want to write anything here now. Maybe I should also send the message to ‘Dear Void’? 😉
I sleep, but my sleep is always ridden with unpleasant dreams. So I wake up all bleary eyed and off mood. These days I almost fear to fall asleep.
Middle age is a dog.