Thoughts

It always amazes me that I can "go to bed" around 10:00 pm and still be lying completely awake at 12:30. Grrrrr. I just have so many thoughts swirling around in my head and can't seem to quell them. Maybe I should try sleep therapy. Or Google sleep therapy. Wow. Now I'm not making any sense. Sometimes I just wish I could crawl into my bed and fall asleep. Be dead to the world. Not worry about anything. Silence my thoughts.
This poem has been running through my head the past few weeks and pretty much applies to what I have gone through the past few years...and also kind of applies to tonight:

Acquainted with the Night

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain -- and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
A luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.

Robert Frost