It is quiet. The night. Except for the little noises that those insects are making. You only hear them if you listen carefully. I just woke up. For no reason. As always. The ceiling above has this purple dream catcher hanging. Rather than that I think I need a sleep catcher. My roommate is sleeping perfectly. I look at her with envy. It’s just me and my nagging mind that’s awake. Okay! Thank you for listening to me. I am really grateful. You have a good day/night. Me? Let me just figure out some way to handle this wicked night. As always!