Sleep was impossible last night, as in most nights. When it seems impossible to achieve sleep it shows mercy or may be it just got board and then rest becomes reality. As demons of past subside and as i drift off i realized that i have a song in my head from Bruce Springsteen.
How relevant this song is to me at this time
and believing has never been my strong point i think i see.
I see a world where the allusiveness of sleep is vanquished. I see demons that though may never be slain will be no more than an exhibit on display.
