The Countdowns

I'm observing this madness?
Perhaps just twisted reality
Where the mind is none at all
And the smiles are endless.
I feel a sense of content
Knowing that openness is of no worry
And free hugs are always on the menu.
I can only imagine the sense of time that passes them
And the viscous courage that pumps through them.
I know I cannot feel it, but I can still see it,
And that is enough for me.

There are days where I know that my job has saved me -- it has kept me going in times when I needed others the most, but today it is my curse. I got two hours of sleep last night and have a wonderfully long shift today. I doubt I'll make it to Brookline today because of the inconvenient time and the terrible lack of sleep. I hope they understand. I miss them.

As Dan and I fell asleep in the living room upstairs, a reminder of the time sang us a soft lullaby. We slept on an L shaped couch, our feet almost meeting at the vertex. "I can hear the morning birds, Dan," I said to him just as sleep was taking me. "The morning birds are singing us to sleep," he replied, and minds couldn't bare the consciousness any longer. We fell asleep as the sun was coming up and woke up before most of the world had even climbed out of bed. I drove Danielle's car the hour ride back home and here I am typing away, waiting for the hunger in my belly to subside and for noontime to bring me just a bit closer to sleep.

Serge is on a flight to Florida to visit the home of his good friend in the Army. His friend is 19 and married, and his wife is picking them up from the airport. I want nothing more than to be in her position, picking up Serge and bringing him home. Just two weeks left.

Chris will be here in just a few short days, and Kate will soon accompany him. I CANNOT wait to have them here to laugh, play video games and watch anime. I cannot wait to show them the nooks and crannies of Sharon -- the few gems this town has hidden away.

I'm going to go get the car inspected. My fingers are crossed -- I hope it passes!!