It is early, somewhere between midnight and 5:00am and I cannot sleep. My desk is empty of projects and the house is extremely quiet.
I find myself worried about everything and everyone in my life.
Why is it, in the dark of night, things seem at their worse?
I long for days when I was stronger and more optimistic. Life was easier to sort out and manage.
I should go back to bed.
I know when I get in bed, Larry will reach for me, hold me tight and whisper in his sleep...I love you.
Love you beyond the moon.
Me
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