Crickets chirping... a sound from my childhood. TV on mute... just flashing lights. Digital numbers on the alarm clock... an eerie blue. The air in the room... almost audible.
And sleep eludes me....
My day flashes before me... then the past weeks, months, and years. Random thoughts... random memories.
Tears fill my eyes, and sleep eludes me.
"I'm wondering how birds find their way....
There are so many things I don't understand.
What makes a woman not love a man?
I think I should just be alone.
I think I should find my way home."
~Jonah Matranga
Long Live Bone Crawford
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