For the last fifteen minutes or so, I have been lying here trying desperately to conjure a truth so I can fall asleep already.

The truth is, I don’t want to think about me right now. And it’s not because I have set up camp in a dark place. It’s not because I am feeling badly about myself or hopeless or even overwhelmed.

I just kind of liked how it was when I was being, without having to think too much about it. It was nice.