Lurking Dark Rooms

January 24th 2011:

Our father, who art in heaven,
save me from this wreck I'm about to drown in.
Didn't I learn anything counting out
my sins on rosary beads?

- Cursive "Some Red Handed Sleight of Hand"

Couldn't sleep again last night. 2:30am and I am roaming dark rooms - living room, kitchen, bathroom, back to the kitchen - looking for something I already know I won't find. I can't keep my head from churning, no matter how hard I try to kill the thoughts, the images, the ideas. I counted to 347 before I got out of bed.

Something better is on the horizon... the horizon is just so damn far away.