[singing all around you.]

since a few days ago, i've been running on an average of about four hours of sleep a night.

with seemingly imminent delirium, i've been anticipating the foggy, firm descent of delusion.

most of all, i am sitting at my desk, wondering at today's new sensations of sun and sensuality.

i've trained my mind to patience. calm. and awareness--i am aware of the wood under my wrists and a belly full of pasta.

though sleep-deprived, i am at rest.

...that's not to say that a nap with the kittens won't be in order :)