….was particularly hard to deal with today.
The desert behind the eyes, the body and mind on different tracks was a part of it.
Morpheus kept his distance. Whether the windows were open or closed with blinds drawn, no dreams came.
I saw a power line sway with the wind. I heard birds overhead. A toddler ranted. A dog whined.
I decided to get up.
My eyes flashed open two hours later.
Le Ciel est Bleu 