I fall asleep.
I take a long drag of tobacco. I drink diet soda. I order take out. I fall asleep.
I drive all night. I see a hundred stars in the sky in this place devoid of streetlights. The moon hangs halved and red above the horizon. I call my father. I fall asleep.
I wake up in the afternoon. I’m still tired. I take my dog outside. She comes in and lays down. She looks comfortable. I fall asleep.
I read till four in the morning. I toss and turn. I pray. I pull out my Bible and open it to Romans 10. I have a hard time concentrating. I fall asleep.
I watch the British news on channel 14. I grapple with things I don’t know that I will ever understand. I remember my daughter’s birthday is coming up. I fall asleep.
I take a bath. I wash my hair. I go out.
Or, I take a bath, I wash my hair, I lay down.
Either way, I fall asleep.
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