late

it'a rather late. 1.45 am actually.
my head's starting to feel heavy and the usual fogginess is starting.
my energy's depleted and i can barely keep myself awake.
my bible's astrewn on my bed as my laptop screen provides the little bit of light that illuminates my wrinkled face which reflects on my screen.
the droopy eyelids are a constant reminder of constant insomnia and therefore little sleep.
i can hear the winds rushing through the trees and crickets chirping in the night air.
the stars hang dimly overhead as the clouds go in to quell the last bits of light from them.
i slowly think of the people who've already said goodnight to me in the past 3 hours.
from the bros, to ernie, to a whole host of other people.
well, i've been left alone, with a blog as reminder that i'm not alone and niggling thoughts of the issues bugging my heart.
the tide's changing. it's off with me.

(i just wanted to make this post sound more poetic. bleah. failed horribly.)

p.s. do this. http://kevan.org/johari?name=spencerong

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