A couple months ago I learned that its the gray of the mornin that’s impossible to resist. When your driving thru the night its the time that’s really hard not to be tired in. When your just up and not sleepin its when your thoughts start twirling. Gray is the area I find most times comfortable. Its indifferent, its indecisive, its quiet but its not. Its limbo, it can be chaos but it can be oh so calm.
I haven’t been sleepin again. I’m up and down all through the night. I can’t quite pinpoint the problem but I cant ignore it either. I’m stuck in this gray area. I guess the problem is I’m not quite sure if I’m comfortable this time.